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She's more of a supervisor.

Happy Halloween!  Since Bug is already half Daddy, I thought it would be fitting she be combined with my other favorite thing in life- Starbucks.  I didn't know I could love her any more than I already do...until she put on that green little apron.  (Thank you to Auntie Clare for giving us her apron and to Lola Dora for making it Bug-size.)  
How many photos can you take of a mini Starbucks barista?  A TON.
She is a walking advertisement, is she not? :)

Bug dressed up for school!

After school we met up with Ninang, Ninong, Uncle Kris, and baby Lo at the community Spooktacular! :)

We made a stop at Starbucks so she could get her cup and chat it up with her "co-workers".
While walking up and down the street, people kept telling her their orders for fun.  Here's the deal. She doesn't take orders.  It's not that she can't.  She just chooses not to.  She's more of a supervisor. :P





Cutie pie, Lo-Bear was there too!  She's a cat...even though she looks like a robber.


You see that left foot? Well, it kind of faces inward and causes Bug to fall.  A lot.  No worries.  She always gets up.

We then went to dinner...

...where a set of fraternal twins could not stop staring at Bug.  Perhaps she was disturbing their peaceful meal.

Daddy made it for dinner!
This facial expression is becoming all too regular.  :/

What an awesome Halloween!  A complete 180 from last year!

God Bless,
Kat






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