October 23, 2007

Eight Days . . .

In eight days it will be Halloween. Chris doesn't want to be anything. (boo hoo, he's growing up too fast) Hannah doesn't want to be what she wanted to be a week ago. (grumble, grumble, that girl needs to make up her mind) And Soren is in love with his pirate costume and wants to wear it all day long and to bed too (okay, that I can deal with, because that's just plain cute).

I've never felt this way before, but I am a Halloween grinch this year. I will be glad when it's all over and I have some miniature Snickers to make me feel better.

4 comments:

Emily said...

I need a major chocolate fix too.

Rachael said...

I love the pix you post; they're great. I, too, grinched out when the witch wig we got Lucy started shedding ALL OVER THE PLACE. I'm not a neurotic cleaner, but UGH! Mabye I'm becoming one. Also, my personal email will hopefully be attached through your new pass through. Will you please email me your ACTUAL email address? Possibly a physical address - even if it's in China?

Ryan said...

Ahhh, another Halloween grinch! I love all the decor and festivities, but hate figuring out costumes. Always have since childhood and always will in the future. I think it stems to my mom thinking it'd be great if I was a bunch of grapes as my costume. I had purple tights and mom pinned purple balloons all over me which made my long hair stand on end and other kids thought it was fun to pop my balloons. Hopefully I'll find those pathetic before/aft pictures for my blog :)

TracieCarter said...

Sorry, Sam - that was me above, not Ryan - he's the automatic username on this computer. Just so ya know his mom didn't dress him as grapes. He'd definitely not like that word spread and he'd say his friends would beat him up :)