Ohmigod! I am eagerly awaiting the regrowth of Joe’s beard!
And we were the party hosts, people. Would you take a homebrew from this man? Would you take anything from this man?
I can’t believe we didn’t get a shot of Hannah’s shoes! They were truly towering. My son Nathan (no good shots of the elusive lad…) was doing the greatest imitation of her the next day during cleanup, prancing around on his toes “I’m so tall, I’m so tall!!” My equally tall leopard platforms became unsoled; fortunately Hannah was there to catch me as I fell, and I had a back-up pair, though not as tall as Hannah’s.
Joel, our brother-in-law Kevin, Joe’s sister Mary, and Tracie. These guys were the Flintstones and Rubbles last year; Daphne on the right there was Bad Betty. And to be honest, I would be bad if I had legs like that! I did get even with her biting Joe’s Luchadore nipple last year by biting her back this year. I won’t say where…Isn’t the pose awesome! I’m thinking dark Goth theme for next year. Maybe they’ll be the Adams Family? Kevin would be the best Lurch!
I tell you, it’s not a party if my tongue isn’t hanging out at some point. I love how serious Andy is here, and then, there’s Joe…The next day I was going to tell him he could get the rest of the eyeliner off with a Qtip, but…ummmm…. forgot.
This photo’s a little soft focus, as there may have been movement involved, so I’m putting it in a bit smaller than the others. I just needed to add it, because I wasn’t sure if all these other photos convey just how much fun Hannah was having. She’s either laughing or singing here, both which equal happy.