Everyday is Halloween at our house. We all like to dress up and sometimes pretend we are someone else.
Daddy likes to dress up like a Canadian. Sometimes he even speaks like one, but rarely does he dress like one. He gets teased for wearing a coat when the weather turns "cold."
Austria is on a Belle kick. I usually get to be the Beast, unless Daddy is home. It's not a difficult role for me.
I dressed up as a runner one evening. THAT was a more difficult role. Especially when I was expected to actually run more than 200 meters . . . 
Anya . . . well she does her own thing :). This particular time, flamingo.
And this child doesn't get to choose yet, and so though she spits up and has blow outs, she probably changes her clothes the least out of all the little girls. However, here she is pretending to be a GA Tech football fan (or maybe she really is one).
