Finn talked for months before Halloween arrived of how he was going to be a shark AND that the mailman was going to deliver the shark costume. Knowing that the mailman doesn't just deliver costumes magically (without someone ordering and paying for them) I was left with the one option of figuring out how to make him his very own shark costume. So, I pulled out an old sweatshirt of mine, bought some felt at the store and began cutting, gluing and sewing. Two hours later he had the perfect costume, complete with a fin on back (unfortunately we never got a side shot to show it). At least for all the effort he got to wear it three times: his school party Thursday, around the neighborhood trick-or-treating with friends Saturday, and then up to pot-luck Halloween Party Sunday in Summit Park, which Chris and I decided to scrape together costumes for. Can you tell what we were?
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