One More Day

Any ExcuseCountdown to Halloween . . . Tristan - acting evil.Our family loves to dress up.
Maybe that's the reason we love theatre so much.It's legal there . . .For my husby and I, it started in our respective childhoods.We carried it, happily, into our own family.Through the years, any excuse to dress up was instantly seized.Halloween.NewYear's.St. Patrick's Day.Thursday.As I said, any excuse.Our costume collection grew apace (real word).In no time, it outgrew the large cardboard box that I had originally stuffed things into and into its own room.The kids spent many, many happy hours in that room, playing dress-up.As they grew, so did their costumes, becoming more elaborate and detailed.Bunnies, ladybugs and clowns became Elizabethan gowns and chain mail.And I mean real chain mail.With gauntlets.The room that holds the costumes now is bigger than our first living room.Our neighbourhood has grown accustomed to seeing our family traipsing around, dressed . . . unusually.It's fun.And now our grandchildren have caught the spirit.Sometimes, good things are passed down through the generations . . . Queen of Hearts

And yes, that's real chain mail. He knits it . . . Expecting their/our first child/grandchild

A night in Bethlehem
Notice the backpack. Authentic in every way! Not! Husby as Teddy Roosevelt Passing it on to the next generation . . . Yes. They are PJ's
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