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About me: I'm 42 and added another gherkin to our pickle party of a family. My husband Chuck, our 9-year-old Junior, our 6-year-old Everett, our toddler and I live in a town in Connecticut I affectionately call Mulletville Lite (aka my childhood hometown). My friends call me Nutjob, and they're right. In my husband's spare time he dresses up as a Viking and chases ghosts (and I'm the nutjob?). When I'm not busy working as a graphic designer, I lie in a ball in the corner.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

I'd consider dating the Easter Bunny

Seven parents. A one-year-old princess. A four-year-old Spider-Man. A five-year-old rock star. A five-year-old Super Mario brother. A four-year-old Butterfly Princess. A two-year-old dinosaur. And Junior, the two-year-old pirate who looked more like a well-dressed hobo.

I now know exactly what it feels like to herd sheep: crazed, maniacal, cackling sheep on a sugar high. The most frightening sheep ever! Sheep who decide to roll around on people's lawns. Who disappear into shrubs and wander off with other trick-or-treaters. Who yell into the night sky like barbarians.

Who wake up at 6:15 a.m. thanks to Daylight Savings Time.

Halloween, now that we've officially met, toddler-style, I think it's time we start to see other people.

16 comments:

blognut said...

Heh! This is just the beginning of the mania! You have years of this to look forward to!

Julia said...

Oh, yeah last night was a calm riot with me walking Ella around while she cut the circulation off in my pointer finger, Wyatt ran like a freak and the cousins were on the move. Maybe we should just buy three bags of candy next year and call it good.

Pricilla said...

Bwahahaha. Sometimes it is soooooo good to be a goat.

Mad Woman said...

I hear the Tooth Fairy is a better lay...you might wanna start there.

DysFUNctional Mom said...

The most fun Halloween I ever had (insert sarcasm here) was the first one I spent with my stepson. ADHD, undiagnosed & unmedicated, zero impulse control. No matter HOW many times we told him not to run ahead and skip all the other kids, he did it every.single.time. My kids cried, strangers cried. I cried.

A Mom on Spin said...

Oh, but the Easter Bunny might leave turds on your living room carpet. . .

The Mother said...

Okay, now add one who disappears to a friend's house across town while still dressed exactly like Jack Skelton, throw in a dose of text messages to the phone you DIDN'T bring along in your skin tight Halloween costume, and you have MY Halloween.

Herding CATS.

Lindy said...

I thought this year would be awesome. My daughter wanted to go with friends instead of me....and at the last minute she changed her mind and I had to go too. Dammit.

Sara said...

LOL I love Halloween! The kids were great this year as they are every year. Our house is cool to hang at, so we hit about 12 houses and called it good. Now to deal with Santa...

Brandy said...

isn't it great?!

Stacie's Madness said...

hahahaha.

Trac~ said...

LOL sorry! Hope you had a great weekend anyway! :o)

Jeanne said...

The secret is in the ratio of parents to kids. Never less than 1:1, preferably 2:1.

Stacy (the Random Cool Chick) said...

If you ever figure out how to ditch Halloween for 'other people' please let me know. I'd love to do the same. ;)

Frogs in my formula said...

Really? The Tooth Fairy?

Dto3 said...

Alcohol in a Solo cup is always a good tag-a-long.