A warm thank you to the loving soul that handsewed this lovely prairie dress, no doubt for another Laura Ingalls of Halloween’s past. I found this gem at a thrift store, snatched it up for the dress-up bin, and in a huge sigh of relief, retrieved it when all Lofty Halloween Plans came crashing down. The sunbonnet was already in said bin, and, while the wide brim was cumbersome for trick-or-treating, we remarked on how well it kept the sun off her eyes from her vantage point in the covered wagon.
And The Boy? His costume also came from the dress-up bin. He had been slated to be a mini version of Lumberjack Andrew (what a huge departure from every day, right?) but threw a fit at the last minute and demanded we dress him in a cozy dragon costume. I’ll be damned if I had the presence of mind to take any pictures of him. The Tomten garb is still on the knitting needles and I’ve (conveniently) decided it’s a look more befitting Solstice than Halloween.