Mine Mommy was beginning to pack away Boolatry things,
I saw our Christmas box come down from the high-up shelf. I peeked as she carefully folded
each of my costumes, wrapped them in tissue and gently put them in the box ... for next year.
I couldn't even really remember if I had worn any of them this month ...
I watched as each one ...
There was Jesse June, but where was my pal Woody?
And baby Yoda. Whose name turned out to be Grogu [you can read more about that down at the end].
Oh, it was fun to be a Scarey-Crow, but I do love bird watching, not scaring them.
And really, I am not a Little Devil. Well, not often.
Raggedy Ann. This costume borrowed from Zoey, who came before, thank you.
The painter, Bob Ross. I can't paint, it gets all over my tummy furs!
Toad. Remember, don't nibble the mushrooms.
Despicable Me. I am not, not, not at all. Right?
And always, The Great Pumpkin.
Best Costume Ever: Me: The Polka Dot Kitty Girl June
Here, from October 2021, the story of how Baby Yoda got his name
I was just a baby myself then, so I could fit in his 'egg'.
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