Today, I wanted to share some precious memories of our dear sweet Grandson's first Halloween.
When my daughter announced that she had ordered a baby Elvis costume for Gavin, I was definitely a "thumbs down" on that idea. I thought he needed to be a bunny, a cow, or a monkey for his first Halloween. Something furry and cuddly. Something more baby-ish. It took me quite awhile to get on the "E-train".
Additionally, I thought we should hold out on the Elvis costume until he could walk. If we waited, I was sure we could teach him the "thank you, thank you very much" for trick or treating. Right? Dancing would also be cute. And, what about the lip curl?
When I saw the first two pictures she posted on FB, I about died! He was so darn cute. No need to wait!
More Elvis love.
Grandpa was helping to get the hips loosened up and do a little lap dancing.
The guitar was actually a (new) dog toy...with the plastic bottle removed, but so perfect for the costume, and he was starting to fuss with Grandma's obsessive photo taking. But, I think I captured his best Elvis wave.
Caught in the candy! Maybe next year...
Everything that was old is new again. And we are having so much fun.