Now that Halloween is drawing near, my favourite thrift stores are selling fun costume-wear. I was ridiculously excited to find a couple of goofy wigs at the Sally-Ann on Friday. Malcolm's enthusiasm outstripped my own, however -- he wanted to wear one of the wigs for our Saturday morning outing downtown to the market, library, Frenchy's, etc. Why not?
He became sort of a barometer for the jolliness of folks on the street. Some people looked at him and were like, "Kid in a wig. How about that." Other people barely suppressed uproarious laughter and were generous with compliments. By mid-morning, we had found a police officer hat at Frenchy's, which Malcolm (naturally) added to the ensemble. Fetching, wouldn't you agree?
Now that Halloween is drawing near, my favourite thrift stores are selling fun costume-wear. I was ridiculously excited to find a couple of goofy wigs at the Sally-Ann on Friday. Malcolm's enthusiasm outstripped my own, however -- he wanted to wear one of the wigs for our Saturday morning outing downtown to the market, library, Frenchy's, etc. Why not?
He became sort of a barometer for the jolliness of folks on the street. Some people looked at him and were like, "Kid in a wig. How about that." Other people barely suppressed uproarious laughter and were generous with compliments. By mid-morning, we had found a police officer hat at Frenchy's, which Malcolm (naturally) added to the ensemble. Fetching, wouldn't you agree?
3 comments:
Hilarious. My jollieness barometer is through the roof. In the one with the shades, he looks like a celebrity going incognito.
I need some joviality in my life these days. Those pictures add some thank you :) they must be a joy to you as well.
Awww...I was at the Market on Saturday morning too! I'm sorry we missed each other!
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