I've just discovered one of the new special effects on Photobucket: the Blueprint. It's quite freaky!
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See, this is why I love Halloween. Kids can play dress-up any old time of the year, but we grown-ups need a good excuse. There's something about putting on a costume that releases all of one's inhibitions; since it's not you, you can behave as outrageously as you want. No wonder most of the female Halloween costumes on the market are slutty this and slutty that.
We certainly released our inner children that day. My sister and her husband brought wigs as part of their costumes. We spent a good thirty minutes photographing ourselves in every possible permutation and combination of wigs and individuals and groups.
Did I forget to mention that the grown-ups had a good time at the party too?
Of course, when you're a grandparent, you have everything in perspective. You know it will soon pass and you'll be wishing you could bring back those days when they were tiny, screaming babies. So you smile and enjoy them while it lasts, and the louder they cry, the harder you laugh.
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