Last year at Halloween, Oliver was one month old.
My dad came to visit and my sister was here too. We carved pumpkins. I dressed Oliver up in his sundae outfit (with a cherry on top) and propped him up between our pumpkin creations.
That has become one of my (many) favorite pictures
and I decided to make it a tradition.
This year we dressed Oliver up as a lion. He had a tendancy to cry when we put it on him. Then he was the cowardly lion. he he he.
Hmm... let me see that.
I've never seen a ball like this before but I bet I can still throw it!
Maybe next year mama will actually do something fun like take me to a pumpkin patch or trick-or-treating rather than just dressing me in something silly and making me sit with the pumpkins.