let's start with a sumo power stomp. it's obvious that pruett wanted to be a sumo wrestler for halloween. if he could talk, i know this would be his request. but since he can't, I simply have to use context clues and deductive reasoning to make reasonable costume choices that fit his lifestyle of constant eating and kicking his legs around.
i will say, that when i googled sumo wrestling to make sure i did the hair right, i wanted to burn my eyeballs out of their sockets. it will take me years to recover from what i have seen on the internets of asian man big buns.
penelope asked to be a "my little pony" this year. like a good mom, i bought a unicorn costume because the my little pony costumes were so expensive. people kept saying, you're a cute unicorn! and she was would scowl at them. sort of a classic case of miscommunication/cheap mom.
this is a fun picture of a monkey in pruett's room that has been snagged by bad influences. smoking and protests are in his near future, apparently. a friend came over for our halloween get together and hid cigarettes all over the house. we haven't found them all, but last night we had new people from church come over. a gal was admiring some artwork and all i could do was keep staring at the cigarette on top of the artwork ledge, thinking, do i say something or just pretend like it's abstract art? doesn't everyone hide their cigs atop artwork in the living room? basically, we're super christians.
there is too much magic in this picture. it surely deserves to be in awkward family photos. i told them i wanted to take their picture and this is how they posed? i don't know what i love more, thinking about a cupcake riding a unicorn or their sweet, creepy smiles.
lila is always the cutest. she kept correcting people when they called her a cupcake. i'm a gluten free cupcake. reality bites. PUN INTENDED, players.
here's lila maintaining no personal space but touching everyone's costume.
classroom parties make me sweat. like it's necessary to have armpit pads for me in these claustrophobic situations. but at the same time, i love being able to jump in their worlds for an hour. so i guess it's worth the fact that i will not be able to see people after this for 2-3 weeks.
then there's this. he's not into pictures lately. or just anything i say or do. i try so much to pick my battles with this child...he's going through something right now where he apparently hates my guts 90% of the time, so there's that. he used to hold my hand at the store, guys. now he goes immediately to the toy section and is all, i'll see you around, mom.this is exactly why i cried while reading that dang, I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as I'm living my baby you'll be book when you were 3 years old sitting on my lap, playing with my hair. i knew this day would come when you would act like a man child. please exit this unbearable stage at your convenience.
on that uplifting and encouraging note, i will exit this very quick blog post documenting our halloween. see how i closed that up and when full circle with my horrible transitions? you. are. welcome.