Where The Wild Things Were

Hey y'all - 

As a result of our move to town, we get to participate in all kind of Missoula-based foolishness. Last Sunday was the Wild Walk; every year, Missoula hosts the Wildlife Film Festival and kicks it off with a parade through downtown of children dressed as their favorite animal. Some of the kids from your school were planning on parading together, so even though we're not remotely unpacked and I couldn't find a spatula or a pair of nail clippers to save my life, we decided to go. 

Hagen was a monkey, because I had the costume left over from two Halloweens ago. When asked what her favorite animal is, Laney said "a Zebra." "What? You've never mentioned zebras in your life." But a zebra she was determined to be. 

So I got out a white t-shirt and a pair of tights and a permanent marker and did the best I could to make her a zebra. I used strips of felt from last year's pirate party vests to tie in her hair and make a zebra mane. 

...and then we tossed you guys into a wagon and pulled you downtown to the festivities:

 The parade ended at the park, where a group of African drummers put on a show for the kids, and sucker grandparents everywhere were lured to the ice cream truck.

Hagen even got his own scoop of strawberry for being such a good little monkey. 

Love,

Mom