Halloween According to a 2 1/2-Month Old, Part 2

I gotta say, I was hoping for more feedback on my “not so hot” hot halloween costume. I think our readership is falling off. Nobody links to it on John’s facebook anymore and I don’t advertise it on my facebook account because, well, there are certain people who I am facebook friends with who I really don’t care to have read my blog. Why am I facebook friends with them, you ask? Good Question. I can’t click “decline.” That’s way. Anyway, start commenting. Blogging is no fun without comments.

So, back to the story: I learned my lesson that “hot girl Halloween” was not for me. I was a pregnant Brittany Spears the following year and, trust me, there is NOTHING hot about that mess. 2008 I did nothing. 2009 I did nothing. But 2007, oh 2007. I decided I wanted to be a bumblebee. My mom and I made the costume. I think the turtleneck, the fact that the costume went to my knees, and the black leggings pretty much took me out of “hot girl” category but I don’t care. I loved that costume. It even had a little stinger on the back.

You wanna see what else my mom made? This is my sister’s costume this year:

Not sure if any of you are familiar with Where the Wild Things Are, but that’s Max. My mom made that. AWESOME. And trust me, it’s far awesomer in person. You can’t even see the cool head part (the crown is covering it) or the awesome back. The back that apparently Eric Brinkman refused to let go of all night…he thought that the tail was very entertaining. And it was…you know why? Because that costume is flippin’ sweet.

Anyway, back to the title of this post.  My nephew is a boy so, of course, he doesn’t have to partake in the whole “hot girl” part of Halloween. But my brother is still starting him off right: getting my mom involved in the costume making. Willy knows that the secret to an awesome Halloween costume is getting mom involved. It’s funny though. Mom was never very good at costumes when we were little. I had to be a “punk rocker” every year. This involved me putting on one of dad’s shirts with a belt tied around it, smearing on the blue eyeshadow and red lipstick, and having a side ponytail. And I did that, I kid you not, EVERY year. Not awesome, mom.

(John didn’t have it much better. He had to be a “present.” Look how excited he is. When he wasn’t a present, he was a ghost. Every year. By the time he was 11, I don’t think Pam and Bob had any sheets in the house without eye holes cut into them.)

But like I said, Mom’s stepped it up in recent years. She’s starting early with Liam (her first grandchild). This year, Liam was “The Money You could Be Saving With Geico.”

The Giraffe is crying because he knows that his costume is not even close to being as cool as Liam’s.

First of all, how flippin’ cute is my nephew? I mean it. Second of all, mom’s setting the bar PRETTY high on this first costume for Liam. She fails to realize that there was a method to her madness: 11 years of Punk Rocker = No Expectations that Mom will Make a Good Halloween Costume. But now, she's opened the floodgates with Liam. I’ve already got her started on my kid’s first Halloween costume. It’s a prince (or princess, we’ll make that decision later today) inside a lego castle, complete with a drawbridge and moat. Sorry mom, you brought this on yourself. Now get to work.

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By the way, this morning (8 AM) we find out if we are having a boy or girl! It’s a secret until all our family finds out though and since Browyn (the sister with the identical pregnancy) doesn’t find out her baby’s sex until this afternoon and we promised to tell each other first, it may not be until tomorrow afternoon until you find out. Unless you’re immediate family. Then you’ll find out tonight. So settle down Liam, we’ll tell you. Sheesh! He’s always so demanding!