I’m so proud of her. She loves the 3 Stooges and the Marx Brothers. She’s reading her book report about the Marx Brothers today, so she’s dressing as Harpo. She has a bicycle horn and a top hat. She’s wearing one of my old suit coats, and we stuffed the pockets with all sorts of “stuff”: a kitchen timer, a piece of matzah, a coffee mug, etc. She even practiced grabbing someone’s arm to hold her leg.
She’s prefectly in tune with my silly side. What more can I ask for?
That’s really cool. My brother did a report on the Marxes (or maybe just Groucho) in… maybe 6th grade or so. He brought in some footage, but I doubt he dressed up. We both got into them at the same time, but sadly I was past the age for dressing up for projects at that point. But I’ll be Groucho for this coming Halloween - and I have no idea why that idea didn’t occur to me until recently.