Typically, we aren't the type of family to celebrate a frivolous holiday but we made an exception as the "racking-frackin" deer won't stay out of our plots...even with electric fencing (more on our fencing strategy in a latter post). Pa had recently gone through his closet so we had a lovely pair of black dress slacks and a terry cloth lined robe to work with. Erin sewed some old work gloves to the sleeves of the robe and closed up the neck of and old t-shirt for the head. Meriah was an expert belly shape-er and straw stuffer. Add a broken sun hat and a pair of Ma's dangly earrings for eyes and we were looking pretty good.
