*These photos have nothing to do with this post.
I should be making our Halloween costumes right now.
It's been a weird week. We've been sick for what feels like a billion years, so long that Alexa's cold turned into a sinus infection. I'm losing access to my favorite doctor because my new employer's health plans are different. Things just feel OFF.
So help me I'm going to enjoy Halloween. A holiday of complete indulgence, in which there's full license to eat too much candy, dress like a fool and watch scary movies. Sign me up.
This afternoon I knocked over a few boxes in our hall closet, looking for the one we packed when we moved. Ah, yes, "Halloween and Barbecue Supplies." I'd like a bloody stump slathered in mesquite sauce, thanks. Suh-weet!
Only ... there was nothing in the box, save a hollow pumpkin and two glow-in-the-dark spiders. Womp-womp.
I told Alexa to get her shoes because Mommy needed some Halloween STAT. "How-ween!" she exclaimed.
A few hours later, and I am happy to report that there is now signage at our door that proclaims, "Find treats here!" and candy corn sits like a beacon in glass jars on our countertops. I've already made the glitter pumpkins (more on that later). The enormous bag of candy has been procured and is safely nestled in a festive bowl atop the fridge. Out of sight, out of mind, right?
T-minus five days.
*These photos, which I have been editing instead of making Halloween costumes, are from a few weeks ago, after we went to the pumpkin patch. Just a little side jaunt because it was a beautiful afternoon in Long Beach.