Our Halloween decorations were sadly lacking and DD was complaining. So I grabbed some scraps and the little knowledge I have of human anatomy. (If this is any indication of how I’ll be doing in my up coming anatomy class. I may be doomed before I begin. You’ll notice he only has 3 ribs and no hands or feet.) And from this rather scary beginning Mr. Bones was born.
Risen from the graveyard down the road to haunt our home for the remainder of the Halloween season. Every year my neighbor makes this awesome graveyard.
Here are a couple of the new ones this year.
And for everyone wondering where Waldo is. I’ve found him.