All month Ivar has been telling me he wants to be a cowboy for halloween. I was excited because Grandpa Paul has a cowboy costume that he wore when he was just a boy. But as we continued to talk, it became apparent that Ivar wasn't talking about a cowboy with chaps and a gun. He wanted to be a cowboy. A cow. boy. A boy who is dressed as a cow.
Tonight I will have a cow and a peacock strutting around with me as we trick or treat. I found the peacock costume for $4 at a garage sale early in the spring and love myself now for being so forward thinking.
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That peacock is adorable! And I bet your cow boy is too.
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