He really wanted a headlamp. He uses it to "fix" people. And the stethoscope (which he calls a telescope) is used to fix peoples hearts... truly one of the cutest things I've ever seen.
And Bridger became Mr. Popeye. I don't know where he got it, but I tried to call him Popeye all day yesterday and I got in trouble.
"No! I'm not Popeye!"
"Well then, who are you? Are you Bridger?"
"No, I'm Mr. Popeye!"
Mr. Popeye turned out pretty cute too, complete with a can of spinach to collect his treats!
I have to admit that this Halloween was fun. I really enjoyed making costumes and taking them trick-or-treating. But with boys this cute, who wouldn't have fun?
2 comments:
Oh, the muscles. I'm dying! The Muscles!!!
Great job on the costumes, momma.
a. freakin. dorable. seriously, my heart is melty.
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