As I was reminiscing about the best and worst costumes of my Halloween career, it didn't take long to focus on the costume that is forever etched in my brain. It was a year of nerdiness and eternal scarring to my ego. If only I could have dressed up as a pirate, a mummy, a witch, or even a dog that year. To this day I don't know what is worse. The year that my parents dressed me up like Mozart.....
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| Take note of my mother's Isotoner gloves that I'm wearing. Nerd alert! Nerd alert! |
....or this year when I took my kids trick-or-treating to my mom's house to find her dressed up like Mozart. It's pretty much a toss up. And let's be honest---they're both embarrassing.
Oh how I love you, Mom. So weird. So nerdy. So cool. I totally come by it naturally.
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| This is her "dead" faced Mozart. Just a side note. |
2 comments:
Oh I remember this year!!! We limped all over the neighborhood with you and that crazy hair.. You had gotten over you broken leg the year earlier and I had gotten over my ankle surgery I believe...
You're right.. You're mom is awesome!!
Kar
Oh my word that is so funny!!!!
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