Wow - lookit me, all Mr. Post-it, rapping off two in the same day ...
But could I resist showing you pics of Baby's First Hallowe'en?
My grandson is a real hotdog.
I snatched him from my daughter with relish.
I just hope there is no genetic predisposition to dorkiness, because here's Dad:
He looks like you in the second one. Not to say that you bear any resemblance whatsoever to a hot dog.
Dorkiness is entirely hereditary. Embrace it :)
Posted by: Susie | October 31, 2007 at 08:40 PM
What a cutie!
Dad is warehouse store sized ketchup!
My brother was a pickle for his first Halloween. :)
Posted by: Ern | October 31, 2007 at 09:56 PM
When he gets teeth, he will most certainly bite you for your atrocious puns.
(But even this black-hearted bitch has to admit that DAMN! that kid in that costume is fatteningly cute!)
Posted by: Bucky Four-Eyes | October 31, 2007 at 11:02 PM
Oh look... he's a Halloweenie!!
What?? No one else had said it yet. ;)
Posted by: shari | November 01, 2007 at 01:13 AM
Thanks, Shari, it needed to be said.
He is a little cutie!
Posted by: Squirl | November 01, 2007 at 08:52 AM
So he went trick or treating as Oscar Mayer?
Posted by: William | November 01, 2007 at 10:10 AM
Any kid who has a father who can dress up like that is a kid that's gonna grow up just fine. ;)
And little owen does resemble you somewhat, bald as a hotdog and full of relish!
Posted by: Laura | November 01, 2007 at 12:12 PM
Growing up in a house with a sense of humor...that kid is so lucky!
Posted by: wordgirl | November 01, 2007 at 06:54 PM
Very creative.
What a fun Dad Owen has! We never dress up and our kids wish we did.
Posted by: Lowa | November 02, 2007 at 07:57 PM