Last Winter I stopped writing these kinds of posts.
I took down all the monthly kid reviews and cliché photoshoots of my babies in suitcases and moved them all to their own personal sites so that only the truly delirious can keep up with them. But for some reason, the Halloween posts have remained here.
I think it’s because I enjoy holidays, which sounds annoying because everyone enjoys the holidays. What I mean is that I like sharing in each other’s traditions. And while I am not a lover of scary things, I do love playing dress up and eating all the chocolate, making Halloween something to look forward to.
This Saturday we’re throwing a Halloween party (repeat!) which is exciting because a) Fancy eye makeup and b) Adult conversation and wine spritzers, no kids.
Austin doesn’t have a costume yet (I don’t want to talk about it). I will be going as a fairy who went goth for her boyfriend. I might pull it off, but will most likely end up looking like Rufio circa 1991’s favorite movie Hook, which is fine too.
A note to my future teenage daughter: May you never dress up as an undressed firefighter, nurse, policeman, or teacher. Because girl, we can do better than that.
Happy Halloween, weirdos.