Always Happy Halloween
The great thing about Halloween is you can dress up as anything you want. It’s the one day a year that you can dress up as a princess, a pirate, or even a bunny, if you’re one of those girls. I’ve always thought Halloween was funny in that you teach your kids not to talk to strangers until the one night a year you go to their house and ask for candy. I’m sure that’s pretty confusing for a kid.
I wish this was the only day I was dressed as a single mom of three with a saggy chest and grey hair; and then the rest of the year I was a happily married stay at home mom. Unfortunately, I’m not even that on Halloween. So this Halloween I’m dressed as the mom of a masquerade ball girl, a beer wench (or tavern girl), and a punky pirate.
Shelby’s first Halloween she was a panda bear. She was so cute, but she hated the head. I think it was heavy and she didn’t understand. This year it was her first Halloween to go trick or treating by herself with friends. I was so nervous. I made her carry her phone and call me when she got home. It all turned out okay, of course, but it’s the letting go that’s always the problem.