We were inspired for Ace to be Frankenstein this year because, when he started walking, he stuck his arms out for balance. His walking has already improved enough that his arms aren't in zombie-mode all the time but we thought Frankenstein would still be cool. I wanted to paint his face green and spray his hair black but after a trip to Sports Clips on Sunday (to correct the butcher job that Jonathan and I did earier this month) I am convinced that he won't sit still or allow me to do anything of the sort. Cross your fingers that the size comes in right. Although he turns 17 months on Friday, he's still wearing 12 month clothes in pretty much all brands. I guess now I have to find an outfit for the mother of Frankenstein!