Monday, October 31, 2011

Hobo Joe, a sheriff named Jack, Fred & Barney Flintstone and a really old hot dog

It appears that Gavin has gone from riches to rags.  After an evening fit for a prince, Gavin has now reached the opposite extreme of the social spectrum- this weekend he was a hobo. 
Before you judge, let me at least explain.  Gavin's favorite toy is his trusty shopping cart.  Not only is it fun to play with- it's a walking aid as well.  As long as he's leaning on his shopping cart, Gavin will walk and walk and walk...but without it, he's more of a crawling type of guy.  So, we (and by we, I mean me) decided that what was more appropriate than to incorporate Gavin's favorite toy for his 2nd Halloween ever?!  The only two options I could come up with were a hobo or a Walmart worker..and those smocks are really hard to come by.  So this past Saturday, Gavin donned his extra small hat, extra large jacket, his fat (aka. a shirt stuffed with Target bags) and an old hankie...and thus you have the cutest hobo Tulsa has ever seen.  
And he was a hard working hobo at that.  He pushed that cart all over Brookside...until we decided he was slowing us down and we took the cart back to the car.  We then realized that we didn't have a place for our his candy, so what do you think we did?  Hobo Joe went on a diet and we pulled out one of the Target bags from underneath his shirt.  Need is the mother of innovation.
Have you ever seen a happier hobo?!
I must say that in all of his cart pushing-
which he did with gusto by the way 
 - our little hobo looked a tad...well, you know....
We decided he looked a tad like Otis from Andy Griffith.  So it was only appropriate that the friend we met up with was in law enforcement.  Gavin's friend Jackson was dressed as the cutest little sheriff this side of Mayberry...and he definitely was out to keep Gavin in line.  I love this picture- I can totally hear Jack saying "sir, I'm going to need to take a look through your shopping cart."
Later Saturday night, Gavin met up with a few other zany characters- Fred and Barney Flintstone (aka. my nephews Paxen and Bennett) were in town from Bedrock and paid us a house visit.  My sister MADE those cute little costumes- aren't they awesome?!
So of course, I have to reminisce that only one short year ago, my sweet little hobo was teeny tiny little hot dog baby...only 7 days old. 
Isn't it amazing how time flies and this...
turns into this?

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