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Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People
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My poor dear nephew was dressed as a lamb.
But this is also the first year he was aware of the "going to get candy" aspect of Halloween, so I doubt he cared much about the lame costume.
I'm afraid candy (plus going-away cake, not to be confused with yesterday's birthday cake) contributed to my immense late-day crankiness with my work and my boss and myself. I will be trying to resist the leftover candy tomorrow.
Aw, just had a cute little princess whose skirt was a bit too long, so she sort of had to hike it up going back down the stairs. Too cute.
When my newphew was four, he had a positively adorable little wizard costume. The doorbell rang, and the first trick-or-treater arrived, dressed as a scary witch. Nephew promptly found a big chair behind which to hide and could not be convinced to go out the door into that big, bad night. Nuh and uh.
Your nephew and I are kindred spirits, Jen. I went out the Halloween I was two, ran into my friend's big brother (who was 11) dressed up as an Indian brave, ran back to the house, and told my mother, "You close that door. You look that door. You don't answer that door."
She had to get a neighborhood teen to come hang with me in the kitchen, so she could answer the door and hand out candy.
Sugar high...please send Coffee Bean.
Har. Poor bitty Cindy.
Oh, Lee - I meant to post earlier that I loved the kitty bling skirt! So awesome.
One year my mom and aunt decided to dress up my cousin, my brother and my sister up as different Care Bears. Though they didn't mind at the time, it's not a year my brother or cousin care to see pictures of.
I can't really remember what I went as most years. I know I was one point or another RotJ Luke Skywalker, a Ghost Buster, Optimus Prime, a Ninja and the Grim Reaper, but that still leaves 6 years or so unaccounted for.
It took me two hours to get home. A clusterfuck so perfectly designed to keep a poor sick person from her couch you'd think I was cursed. But I am here with my gatorade and lonely candy.
buy 40 lbs of candy and get through it all
Dude. And I thought the houses were the reason we couldn't afford to live in your 'hood.
Oh! I forgot! So cute! Our one group ended up being (I assume, at this point) the only ones we got, but the wee witch, who was blonde and freckled and six-ish and not in the least scary, scrunched up her face at me and said "Hey, I know you!" Waving to the kids who are waiting for the school bus has its rewards.