London BROUGHT IT for Halloween.
Gorgeous weather, cool and sunny, perfect for trick or treating. I tried to find a low-key toddler-aimed activity for Dexter but didn’t really have any luck, so I hatched what I thought was a perfect plan for a perfect day: We’d put him in his costume and camp out in our driveway, greeting trick-or-treaters so we wouldn’t have to run up and down the stairs every time the doorbell rang. Maybe, if Dex saw the other kids and it looked like houses on our street were participating, we’d take him to ring a few doorbells himself.
Turns out, toddlers don’t give a damn about perfect plans.
I put the costume on him in the morning for an errand then took it off for Dex’s nap and doctor’s appointment, thinking I’d put it back on for the evening and that’s when I’d add the adorable brown painted nose.
Nope. He wore in in the morning and wouldn’t touch it again. Not only that, but he was just generally crabby. We ended up eating dinner on the sofa, watching The Great Pumpkin, and yes. running up and down the stairs to give out candy every time the doorbell rang.
It was still pretty great.
Here is my little lion, walking to the grocery store.
Oh yeah, he wouldn’t wear the mane, with the adorable fluffy ears, either. What he DID continuously do was lick the fur near his face, then make this horrible YUCK face. No kidding, son! We bought that on Amazon, who knows where it’s been? Don’t lick the fur!
OH MY GOD EVERYONE RUN FOR YOUR LIVES THERE’S A VICIOUS LION LOOSE IN THE FREEZER SECTION