Preparing for her big debut
Out for martinis
The chicken in action
And she's done
We later brought her to a friend's house for dinner and then to a costume party, where she was propped up and prodded by all. She will be wearing the costume until Wednesday morning. Aaron suggested that I only wanted a child so I could have one to dress up for Halloween. Little does he know that I will also be dressing her up in costume for Thanksgiving, Christmas, Labor Day...
Not pictured here: the matching mother-daughter chicken costumes (other matching clothing options we're considering here); Aaron dressed as a farmer who owns the chickens; Snuffy after playing for two hours in the mud mud mud; the kitchen floor after Snuffy spent an hour there after playing in the mud; me nursing the chicken and a beer (oh wait, that one's up at Flickr)
Why does this keep happening to me?
2 comments:
Charming, but modest. No coxcomb she...love, C and G
Ummm, I'm no doctor, but I think you guys might want to get her legs checked out. I don't think they're supposed to be bright orange and as thick as Snuffy.
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