Halloween

Do you remember the days when Halloween meant putting on a slutty outfit and going out? The hardest part of the whole night/experience was trying to find a cab home. Oh, those days are so long gone for me!
First, there was trying to pry out of Leo what he wanted to be for Halloween. Since Leo has about 20 words in his vocabulary and I would not accept “poo poo” as an answer, this was quite a process.
Then I had to find a costume for myself as the French maid look of years’ past doesn’t cut it (or even fit) now that I am a mom. So I went to a giant costume emporium in the SF Valley and asked the sales girl if she had a witch costume that wasn’t slutty. She thought. She looked around. “Probably not.” So I will be dressed in somewhat slutty Elvira-esque dress that hopefully Leo (and everyone else) will forget someday soon.

These past few weeks have been an endless Halloween errand- buying “healthy” candy for school and MOMS club related events, joining Costco to purchase said candy, decorating the house, debating if we need a smoke machine for Halloween night (obviously), haunted hayrides, haunted train rides, two trick or treating events down already, seasonal baking… Agh! When is Halloween over?

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My little elephant, pre-candy bender…

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My little elephant post candy bender. Yup, that’s him passed out on his floor after an epic tantrum….
Is it time for wine yet?

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2 thoughts on “Halloween

  1. I’m exhausted reading about your Halloween. But the most important part of the equation is an adorable elephant, and that’s what counts. Love the costume. (If Kari went by what Will wanted to be, he would have been a “CAR”.)

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