That is what my oldest said to me after he saw me dressed for our first Halloween party. I thought I looked pretty good, especially considering the choices I was given for costumes. A few weeks ago when we were discussing Halloween costumes, Jack asked me what my costume was.
"I'm not sure", I replied, "do you have any ideas?"
"Tinkerbell" Ok, not so bad.
"A Ferry Boat" Wait, what?!
"A Naked Mole Rat" Um, yeah, not going to happen.
I thought maybe he meant a fairy godmother or something, kind of along the Tinkerbell route, so I asked him to clarify what he meant by ferry boat.
"You, know, it's big, white, and fits lots of cars on it."
What a lovely Halloween costume. I would love to go around dressed as a ferry boat! By the time Halloween came, and I had finished all the costumes for the boys, I was out of creativity for myself. A headband and my old Halloween shirt from last year and I was good to go.
Plus I had to help my spouse with his costume. On Sunday I came downstairs to find this:
What?! Apparently, after I went to bed my husband decided to begin shortening his beard in preparation for his costume. Ugh, is all I had to say.
Then at 8:15 on Monday morning, when I should be leaving at 8:30 for work, Brandon asks me to help him transform his sideburns into "star-burns". That did not work so well. Unfortunately that destroyed his idea for Halloween and we had to improvise.
Well, hello, Ron Swanson.
Happy Halloween Everyone!