Yes, this seriously is the best picture I've been able to take so far. Out of hundreds, I shit you not.
The baby doesn't have a costume. I know, what am I a fourth time mom or something? We survived this morning's party on our own. I'm contemplating a five hour quiet time in order to gear up for trick or treating. (For me, they are ready to go.)Since I'm already a self-declared huge slacker, it won't surprise you that I was the ONLY parent who bought a game for our co-op preschool Halloween party this morning. A pathetic, dinky little pumpkin bean bag game. You would not believe how creative the homemade, adorable games were. Next year, I will remember that I am fooling no one and sign up to bring napkins, because I can shop the dollar store like a crazy fool.
Have a safe and happy All Hallow's Eve. I hope you are able to sneak the good candy before anyone else gets to it.
(I'm very on-line scrapbook lately, aren't I? Sorry. I'm working on some real posts, I'm just tired by eleven when babynater finally deigns to close his eyes and go to sleep. And, it's nice and all, Higher Power, that he snoozes blissfully until nine or ten in the morning, but COME ON. A fourth child who sleeps in? That's just cruel.)*************************Success************************
(Not my fault, Matt scared the baby.)
As a matter of fact he absolutely does live in that chair. Why do you ask? Is it because he is sitting in it in every single photo or because at four months old he is already skilled at bouncing it by pumping his feet?
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