We got dressed up for our neighborhood parade. This was Jillian's only time dressing up, as she was sacked out by the time trick-or-treating started. And I figured she wouldn't keep that head/helmet on, but I got at least one good shot, so I'm ok with that.
Without the helmet, everyone thought she was an angel. I'm ok with that, too, but if she was an angel, I'd have made it a better angel. You know, halo, better wings.
The costume was good for snacking on:
Our friend Claire: