Whenever we ask Ian if he wants to trick or treat this Halloween, his answer is, “No. I don’t want to. Halloween is too scary for me.” (When prompted, he doesn’t know why it’s scary, it’s just scary.) I went ahead and ordered a costume just in case, and I figured even if we don’t […]Read Post ›
That was fun. Seriously. Even with crazy traffic that was crazy even by crazy LA traffic standards. Even with Ian throwing peanuts all over the car on the way to trick or treating (was trying to get protein in him and since he wasn’t melting down in gridlock traffic I figured I’d pick my battles […]Read Post ›
Oh mom guilt. Severe mom guilt. Ian was much better today, but not 100%, and I’m still not 100%, so we missed all the Halloween festivities over the weekend, and on the day itself, Ian’s very first Halloween, I thought the highlight would be Skyping with the grandparents in costume. We walked to Whole Foods […]Read Post ›
Oh yes. Only the best for Ian. He can’t have a store-bought costume. Oh no. His best Aunt Sharyn hand-sewed his Pascal costume without a pattern and shipped it to his door from Ohio. Only the best will do. We are gonna get so much candy.
Being the Projecting Sue that I am, it’ March 31st and I’m thinking about Ian’s Halloween costume. And I don’t even like Halloween. This reminded me of a funny story. When I was six, I told my mom I wanted to be Pat Benatar for Halloween. Specifically, I wanted to be Pat Benatar circa Love […]Read Post ›
Mama Mandy 