Happy Halloween, ya’ll! Maddux was so excited about Halloween that he woke me up at 3 am today! I finally caved and just turned on the TV around 4. It was a rough morning for me, but he thought it was so much fun. I’m starting to think this is less about teething and more about being “spoiled” from all the teething. Sneaky little guy.
In honor of the holiday, I thought it would be a good idea to make fun of myself on the internet. These days, I giggle to myself when I see girls dressed up in their costumes. But the truth is, I was one of them. I never totally skanked it out, but I got dangerously close. Also, I was a walking cliche. And, okay, maybe I totally skanked it out.
In 2007, I was a doctor, complete with fake glasses and a black dress. Hmm. Also, my friend was Tila Tequila. He wore one of my bras, and it was amazing. Do you want a shot at love? Yes, that’s also Dog the Bounty Hunter. Hello, dated pop culture references.
In 2008, I threw on some animal print and fuzzy ears and called myself a cat. I still have this dress, by the way. Why? I don’t know. Also, yes, that is David Beckham in the background. This wasn’t my room. Mine had a Disney princess poster next to one of a shirtless Zac Efron. It was awesome.
In 2009, I dressed as a sailor. Along with about a million other girls, I’m sure. My costumes always left a lot to be desired when it came to creativity. I still have this costume, too. I am a hoarder. Ryne was a Chippendale, but he wore a shirt and jacket the whole night. Which defeats the purpose of the costume. We sucked at Halloween.
In 2010, I wore a black shirt and cat ears. Less questionable, yes, but also even more boring than ever before. I can’t find a picture, but you get the idea. In 2011, I didn’t even dress up at all. I was pregnant, nauseous, and was probably dipping a grilled cheese into thousand island dressing while laying on the couch. It was fun times.
In 2012, I skipped a costume again. All the focus was on this little man. Sammy Watkins might go down as Maddux’s best costume ever. It also sparked the DIY fire for me. Sure, all I did was stick yarn in a hat. Still counts as a craft, okay?
This year, I stepped it up even more. I made Maddux’s costume and my own. I’m pretty much Martha Stewart at this point. Only less of a felon and stuff.
I can’t wait to take him Trick-or-Treating for the first time. Mostly to see his reactions, but partially just to eat all of his candy. I’m saving him from himself there, really. Right? Anyway, I better go. This afternoon I have to run two miles and get my pirate on, me matey. Gonna be a busy one!