Happy Halloween!

Tom was invited to a number of Halloween parties, but we had to narrow it down to two - one on Saturday with the pathology residents and another on Monday at the church. He was Santa on Saturday and a koala bear on Monday. Mom dressed as a gypsy and Dad found a striking brown corduroy three piece suit at the local thrift store that closely mimicked that worn by Napoleon Dynamite, Tom's hero, to the prom. Unfortunately, I couldn't find a suitable wig in time. Dave Rogers (or D-Rog as he is better known) is standing next to me. Tom found his mask quite amusing.

In other news, Tom laughed for the first time this week. Also, Steph just bought him some new Sunday duds and they are already too small. No diagnosis of failure to thrive here.