So last year on Halloween Luke went as a prince, I went as a princess, and David went as the dragon I needed to be rescued from. Luke and I decided today, on the spur of the moment, that Sylvie could take my place this year:
Disturbing, isn't it? Her father is not amused -- he thinks she looks more like a contestant in one of those baby beauty pageants than a princess. I told him she would need some blue eyeshadow, a pair of false eyelashes, and a little lipstick before we could enter her in one of those. Right after the last photo was taken, she promptly threw up all over her dress. So maybe she could go as a girl from the Midwest, right after her prom.