It is no secret to everyone who knows me that I had children purely for my own enjoyment. Their innocence and cuteness is a perfect little canvas for my own hilarity. My little guy, Jake, is just perfect for this because he’s got this perma-grin and is always happy to put up with whatever nonsense I dream up for him.
Heck, he makes me laugh even when I’m not even trying.
But Halloween, oh Halloween. You are a goldmine for baby hilarity.
There’s the time he was the old guy from Up.
And then I thought he’d make a great Ron Burgundy.
and then… Jake from State Farm
He’s two this year and his sister is five. She’s got opinions about her costume (ahem not one but two Doc McStuffins costumes are en route to my house right now) but I’ve still got this year and mayyyyybe next year before this kid ruins my fun with demands to be a ninja or super hero.
So now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to work on his costume.