31 Oct 2007
Last night we played Animal Costume Shop, which was great fun for all except the actual animals. My mother picks up dog costumes at garage sales from time to time so Lulu had a couple of costume changes. Because he is generally not to be messed with, Pete has gotten away with very few humiliating dress-up experiences in his short, furry lifetime. And do you know, he was a pretty good sport while wearing his wig? Look at his face — so demure! The second the wig hit his head I started singing “The Lonely Goatherd” in my head. Lay-de-oh-de-lay-de-oh-de-lay-he-hoo.
Here’s Lulu as a witch (she tolerated this costume the best, but being a witch made her really wiggly so it was hard to get a picture):
And here’s Lulu as clown standing next to someone wearing red terrycloth clown pants. Lulu apparently, like many people, hates clowns: