Anyway, yesterday was one of those awesome toddler days. Awesome in the sense that you're like, "um hey who are you and what did you do with my sweet Edward??" I found myself saying No A LOT. Like, "No, you may not put all of your dinosaurs in the toilet!" or "No, put down that chair." And he found himself screaming all his wants and desires rather than asking in a normal tone. I say this not to complain, but to complain.
|"Mommy's a fun-hater"|
Ignore the mess in the picture above. Edward made it, not me. It was just one of those days. (I also caught whatever flu/general malaise Kip had the day before so that was not helping).
Soo despite the fact that everybody was crabby, we managed attempt to get into the Halloween spirit. Kip carved pumpkins. I usually help, but I wasn't feeling so hot so I helped Edward draw his pumpkin on the right and traced his hands.
It was our first Halloween in the new neighborhood so we weren't sure what to expect. My plan was to answer the door in my Bieber shirt so the young girls would be like, "that mom is a cool mom. I want to babysit for her."
I didn't anticipate Edward hiding every time trick-or-treators rang the doorbell.
Soo instead I was the childless lady answering the door in a Bieber t-shirt, which may have been kind of creepy. One mom talked to me all about how impressed she was with the Bieber concert and his tour schedule. I hope I run into her at the park. We'd probably be good friends. And I did get a "BIEBER!!!" from a dad on the sidewalk, but overall I'm pretty sure most people weren't sure about my whole non-costume/Bieber shirt situation.
Speaking of non-costume, I brought home multiple costumes for Edward to wear. He reacted with fear and anger. He wouldn't even let me get them near him with those things.
Kip tried to entice him to wear last year's pumpkin costume.
Edward loved it. But still refused to wear it.
Luckily, I had one last trick up my sleeve.
Superman pajamas from Old Navy (they have cute little boy pjs right now y'all). Even though we weren't trick or treating, I needed something to put on Facebook so I wouldn't be left out of the Cute Kids in Costumes Parade.
So I dressed Edward up as my brother, Uncle Bo Bo circa 1987.
Like father, like son:
So while no one was really in the mood for Halloween, we still managed to have some fun without upsetting Edward, and bring back some really wonderful memories on both sides of our family. There's always next year.
And now 'Tis the Season! And I couldn't be happier!
P.S. My thoughts and prayers go out to all of the people affected by Sandy who didn't get Halloween. I will do better next year, if for no other reason, than because you never know when something can be taken right out from under you.