As you faithful followers of Saxontology are aware, I am not a 'slim Jim' of a toddler and although I have lost some baby chunkiness since I started walking, I wouldn't consider myself to be slight. I am still a hearty eater and an enthusiastic milk drinker and, consequently, I do maintain both a prominent gut and moobs to be proud of. When considering my costume options therefore, it seemed natural to play up my best beefcake assets. The obvious choice, therefore, was pumpkin.
The truth is that I loved my costume soooo much that as soon as my mom put it on, I refused to take it off and INSISTED on wearing it to nursery school. I didn't care that I was the only one wearing a costume. I thought it made me special. (According to my teachers, the only time they got it off of me was to change my diaper...ONCE and only ONCE.) Later in the afternoon, all of the other kids put their costumes on and we had a very British "Halloween Tea Party" in the garden. I ate lots of sugar, felt zippy and ran around like a madman. Needless to say, I was all smiles when my mom came!
This is a photo taken a few days later by my Great Aunt K who came to visit me in London (with Great Uncle W). Of course, I had to show them all the sights (that a 2 year old would consider worthy) and here I am with mom and dad in the park with the BEST playground...Holland Park.
The truth is that I loved my costume soooo much that as soon as my mom put it on, I refused to take it off and INSISTED on wearing it to nursery school. I didn't care that I was the only one wearing a costume. I thought it made me special. (According to my teachers, the only time they got it off of me was to change my diaper...ONCE and only ONCE.) Later in the afternoon, all of the other kids put their costumes on and we had a very British "Halloween Tea Party" in the garden. I ate lots of sugar, felt zippy and ran around like a madman. Needless to say, I was all smiles when my mom came!
This is a photo taken a few days later by my Great Aunt K who came to visit me in London (with Great Uncle W). Of course, I had to show them all the sights (that a 2 year old would consider worthy) and here I am with mom and dad in the park with the BEST playground...Holland Park.(Special thanks to Great Aunt K for the photos...you made overcast London look bright!)
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Hey, Saxon, How was the gala 2nd birthday party? Did anyone acknowledge your advancing age? Since your favorite phrase is "Oh,NO!" that must make it official; you're a two-year old!
Give you Mum & Da a big hug for me. Are you guys sticking with the dogs and staying away from horses these days? I hope so....
xoxox, Karen
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