A few years ago, in a de-cluttering frenzy, I cleverly decided to store all the boys' outgrown Halloween costumes in a garbage bag in the garage. One state and two houses later- it's gone. Fortunately Brigham hadn't outgrown our family Halloween heirloom- the Chewbacca costume. Made by my mother-in-law, Eric wore it as a child, followed by his two sons, and now, as you can see, one daughter.
Some might go for a more feminine theme- a Disney princess, a ballerina, even a witch. But this girl was more than happy to rock brown fur. She even attempted a little Chewbacca roar.
Are you dying?
Happy Halloween.
