By Martha Kirk (Misschiefie) on Friday, September 28, 2007 - 01:34 am:
No fear of clowns here. When I was six years old I broke my arm ice skating. I ended up in traction in the hospital's children's ward, a pretty scary experience. But the next day, a Sunday afternoon, Bubblenose the Clown came to see me and entertained the kids in the ward. I was the envy of the ward, having a clown as my personal friend. When I asked him how he knew I was in the hospital he told me a little birdie had told him. I was six; I believed him. It was a couple of years yet before I figured out that Bubblenose the Clown and George Williams, a member of our church, were one and the same.
By Marianne Y (Marianne) on Friday, September 28, 2007 - 07:22 am:
That's awesome, Mikie! The homemade ones that are unique are so cool, and they don't have to worry about seeing half a dozen of the same costumes walking down the street. I love the garbage can & flower ideas!