Halloweenies

Sometimes I wonder if my babies will resent me later for choosing Halloween as their birthday. Many years from now, as they're taking their own babies door-to-door, I suspect it might cross their minds that Mom was a total ditz for thinking this is how they wanted to spend each and every birthday.

The truth is that I chose October 31st as their birthday in honor of my wonderfully beloved grandma, Lillian, who was born on Halloween. Ironically, my cousin (Mom's brother's son)also shares a Halloweenie birthday with my grandma and my babies. My grandma died when I was 14 and never got to meet the babies, but I know she would have gushed all over them.



This year, I dressed them in their standard birthday t-shirts and sent them to school. Lainey dressed up as a purple crayon. It was entirely a co-winky dink that they all ended up in purple...secretly I wish I could tell you that I planned it.



After the girls got home from school, I fed them dinner in record time and got their homework done. It helps to have costumes to dangle like a carrot to get kids to finish homework. It's the only upside to having Halloween on a f'ing weekday!



It's well documented that costume designers turn any idea into a slutty costume. For example, the girls chose the same one this year - a leopard. What happened to the spotted leotard, tights, ears and a tail? Do we really need the choker and fingerless gloves?! I suppose so, because I bought the damn things. They do look awfully cute next to our neighbor, Superman.



Lainey was a Hooters girl. She was supposed to stick to her Crayon plan, but the other Crayon never showed up.



My BFF's daughter was Dead Raggedy Ann. Pretty good, I'd say! And I just did.



Can you guess what my darling niece was?



I don't know this trick-or-treater, but his costume was one of my favorites. It also prompted my BFF to come up with new Halloween rules: You cannot trick or treat if you A) have facial hair B) drive yourself to the neighborhood or 3) have a beer in one hand and a bag of candy in the other. I made that last one up just now. Don't ask me how I thought of it.



The entire Anchorman news team showed up, too. They were awesome, minus Veronica Corningstone.



This is Stevie's "fierce kitty" look. All night you could say, "Hey, Stevie...show me 'fierce kitty'" and she would break into character. Genius kid.



Where's Tomi?

Happy Halloweenie (a day later),
me