-------------------------- Dean: I wish I were a girl so I could have a baby Me: Trust me, you are better off being the daddy in that situation Dean: I wish I wasn't me anymore Me and Jon: (chuckling) Why don't you want to be you anymore? You're awesome Dean. Dean: I'm getting tired of me
Since we have about 1.5 kids in our hood, and it requires huge amounts of walking just to get from one house to the next (not to mention the lack of sidewalks), we decided to invite ourselves over to the other Berretts for trick-or-treating. Dean had a blast, as expected, and Alta was content being the Queen Bee-- pulled about from house to house in the wagon with Clyde while she ate the fruits of our labors (we brought her pail up to each house to collect her treats).
Doesn't Alta look darling as a flapper? Too bad she is sans the headband with feather--that would've been even cuter, but Alta and accessories don't combine for a good experience.
Lucky for me, a mom who looks and feels like I'm about to give birth to a mini whale, Dean wanted to be a swashbuckler again this year. Just add an extremely cheap pirate hat, plastic hook, sword and Alta's leggings-- in lieu of the lost pants from last years costume-- and you get one adorable pirate. Dean was a little worried that people would think he was a girl pirate when we put Alta's pants on him, but I assured him that he looked like a very scary man pirate.
WOW!!!!!! I think all the dogs in the neighborhood were awakened from their afternoon siestas today after hearing the jarring screams of Dean as I tried to take him to his first day of preschool. He has been so excited to go to a big boy school, but that all changed when we went to orientation last week and he realized that I actually drop him off and leave. I thought all was good afterwards when he talked about going to his big boy school again and how it would help "get the little out" of him. Wrong!!! The trepidation set in this morning and he was already concocting the "I'm so so so soooo sick" excuse. I felt bad about taking him anyway, but I know he'll end up loving it... right? Needless to say, I didn't get any cute pictures of him sitting proudly at his desk or any other typical first day photos-- I was quickly ushered out of the room to "ease" the transition. I sure hope tomorrow is better.
P.S. Does anyone know anything about canon elphs? I can't figure out why my pictures keep turning out blurry. Ruth????
I came across this gem as I was going through and deleting old emails. It was filed under junk mail. What a tragedy that would have been if I missed out on this little treasure. Thanks Di for sending me Leslie in all her golden wonder!!
We also got to see DJ Lance, Plex and Brobee at the show too. Alta even got up on stage and danced with DJ Lance and Brobee-- sorry no pictures, though. I somehow managed to miss this highlight, which is probably just as well as I'm sure that I would have been pretty weepy.