31 October 2008

Halloween and a Haircut

Happy Halloween, y'all.

Now, as we know, I am not a Happy Halloween kind of girl. But apparently everyone else is.

Case in point, Whimsy sent the Boy this adorable Halloweeny set of feetie pajamas.

The Aunty-in-law sent the bib. Apparently it is requisite that children be dressed up for Halloween as well as gorge themselves on candy and the like.

Now, this time last year, I was getting a very weird phone call. This year, I settled for a haircut.

I know. It's still wet and you can't really tell what it looks like but it's a good 5 inches shorter and it's up off my neck and out of the Boy's reach and that's what counts.

Now if you'll excuse me I have a mess (not of my own making) that I have to go and clean up...Boy, stop spleening me!

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At November 1, 2008 at 12:26 AM , Anonymous Sarah said...

I LOVE it! Birthin' a baby always makes me chop my hair off. Funny huh? Except the last two times I haven't liked it so I told Layne to remind me that I've had cutters remorse next time I mention a haircut. Hopefully I'll remember. If I had super fun curly hair like yours I would like it. But I have funky never-does-what-it's-supposed-to hair. Sheesh.

Just checked out my word verification - what in the heck is a tatoness? Sounds scandalous to me!

 
At November 1, 2008 at 10:42 AM , Anonymous Kristin said...

I do love, "Boy stop spleening me." I may have to start using that with Emma. It may diffuse a bit of tension in the moment of conflict.

 
At November 2, 2008 at 2:22 PM , Anonymous Whimsy said...

Yay for Halloweeny footy pj's & bibs! Soon enough he's going to be forcing you out that door to go trick or treating. What a TREAT for you! Hee hee!

 

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