Here’s another memory I like, starring one of my sons.
When our son was two, he declared he wanted to be a hot dog for Halloween. See picture below.
You may think he is just in a red sweat suit, but no, the red sweats are actually enclosed in hot dog casing (aka a pair of my red tights I repurposed). And the “bun” (a vest made out of a brown paper grocery bag) is in the foreground of the picture. The fine looking tiger was his pre-school buddy.
Everyone, all day and all night, asked him, “what are you?”
He replied, “I am a hot dog.”
I suppose that grew tiresome. So, at the very end of the evening, someone asked that question, and he replied, “I am a zebra.”
Halloween: the best costumes leave something to the imagination.