Out of the mouths of babes

I've admitted many times that I'm not good at Halloween. 

I just don't really like it, I'm not talented in the ways of costuming or decorating for the semi-holiday.  

So, I was so pleased when the PERFECT Halloween costume was presented to me yesterday..

...by a 6-year-old. 

While attending an adorable farm picnic, I'd lost my two-year-old  in the sea of children and then was delighted to find him on the back of a tractor with many bigger boys.  

Upon G's request, I jumped up on the tractor when one of the cutest 6-year-olds yelled, 

"There's an Indian on the tractor!" 

Bahahahaha! 

Thanks, C, that's EXACTLY what I'll be for Halloween.

If the shoe fits.....

I'm def gonna wear these: