The Work Costumes


So for work, I wore my first two costumes although the race car driver was actually taken in September when it was warmer and I could get away with dressing like that outside. Unlike Mom's we had to not only dress for Halloween, we had to go all out.  Since it's a sports bar, we were encouraged to pick something that would fit a sports theme.  I am not done.  There is one costume I'm begging and pleading with Mia not to make me wear, but a few others that are pretty bad as well.  We have multiple parties scheduled from tonight through Saturday.  Of course, I'm not supposed to wear the same costume twice.

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