Trick or treat trial run

We decided to do a Halloween dress rehearsal over the weekend.  As parents of two [or more] young children know, snapping a photo where both children are looking and smiling is a Herculean task.  So I’ll pat myself on the back for momentarily capturing their attention instead of worrying that Tatum’s ‘snout’ is perched atop her head instead of slightly covering her face so you can see the porcine visage.  But the show must go on.

It doesn't get much cuter than that.

It doesn’t get much cuter than that.

Adam is an astronaut and Tatum is a piglet.  Their costumes– supplied by Gigi— blew me away.  I can only imagine the small fortune spent on these getups, probably enough to feed an impoverished African village for a month.  But what can I say?  Go big or go home.  We know how to do Halloween in this house.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,



About Cocktails With Hemingway

I'm blunt and opinionated. Virtually everything I say or do is a contradiction but I'm not a hypocrite. I never hesitate to speak my mind and never fail to leave an impression wherever I go. You love me, you hate me, but you'll never forget me.
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