Sunday, October 24, 2010
Clearly we celebrated our annual grown-ups only costume party last night. I feel that for those of you who don't know him that well I must put out a disclaimer that my husband does not normally leave the house dressed in only his undergarments. In case you either aren't up on your 80s movie references or are unable to form coherent thoughts after seeing pictures of my husband dressed in tighty whites, he's channeling the Tom Cruise character from "Risky Business". Grama and Grapa, I hope you will some day recover from viewing these pictures of the father of two of your great-granddaughters dressed in such a fashion.
I think it's also obvious from these pictures that Waldo worked hard all night making sure he made himself visible in every single picture taken one way or another all night long. I did manage to snap a few photos without the unmistakable red and white strip shirt.
Thanks again for the awesome party. Despite the fact that I will be paying for the 4 am bedtime for the next two weeks, the evening and related festivities did not disappoint.
Baby Spice out. Zigga-zig-ah!