Here we go again. New country, new baby, new job (James), new identity (me). Not in the witness protection program kind of way, just in the no longer a career woman becoming a stay at home mom kind of way. This blog got it's title from the question we got every time we told people we were moving to Tbilisi, Georgia: "Is that near Atlanta or Augusta?" Yes. Just east of Atlanta friend. And, well, north of Turkey.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

A Successful Halloween

It's not every child that wins their very first Halloween Costume Contest.  And without even attending the actual party.

James wanted us to bring Cora in so that the staff at the Embassy could meet her and see how cute she was in her little butterfly outfit.

As with all things baby, this turned out in no way like it was planned.  It worked out that we had to leave right when she needed to be napping, and that we would arrive at the Embassy right when she would want to start eating.  So we arrived with a screaming (how adorable!) butterfly baby.  Do all babies just love hats and black outfits on 70 degree days or is it just ours?

We rushed through security (rushing for security that is) and ran past people as James pointed at the baby and told them it was his little girl - up to his office where we could sit down and feed her.  The hat and wings came off and James grabbed any passerby to drag them in and show them his little, well now, caterpillar. 

She finished eating and just wanted to pass out, but we put the wings back on and walked downstairs, talked to a couple of people, I waved the antennae hat so people would know there was more to her costume and apparently we passed a judge for the costume contest.  He said, "This is the first baby I've seen."

We rushed out the door and to the car, and thus ended our amazing visit to the Embassy Halloween party. 

The next day I found out Cora won.  It pays to be the only baby I guess.  And seriously, she was pretty cute.  Next year we'll work on the accompanying smile.

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