Smell My Feet

**UPDATE**

Unlike my original post informed you, Jack and Baylor will not be getting haircuts today. Instead, they will be visiting the doctor's office and receiving treatment for croup. Sigh.

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I just wanted to clear the air of any misconceptions and let everyone know that we will not be trick-or-treating this year. The kids do not have Hallowe'en (this is how Stephen insists on spelling it, so I humor him) costumes simply because a) I have neither the time nor the talent nor, quite honestly, the inclination to hand-make three darling and memorable costumes, and b) we really couldn't justify plopping down $15+ per costume for something that the boys might be terrified of and Charlotte just couldn't appreciate. Really, I think all three will survive not having experienced Hallowe'en 2008 to the fullest. I don't want to sound cynical, but likely the boys would have pooped out three houses down (or run away down the alley in pursuit of a dog), gotten cranky because I dared push them past their normal bedtime, or run away in absolute terror when presented with costumes. Plus they again have bad colds, double-plus (thank you, George Orwell) they don't even know what candy is. I promise, they are clueless, and I intend to keep them clueless as long as possible. Sure, we could drive around town and visit a few friends and their grandparents, but I'm a single mom tonight as Stephen insists on being present for the planetarium's Hallowe'en shows. And I'm just not up to hauling that many cranky, costumed kids around on my own. So no trick-or-treating for us.

One thing we most definitely will be doing today is participating in the boys' first professional haircuts. The tension is palpable, let me assure you. Right now they look like crazy, wild mountainmen with slightly curly mullets, and I just can't let this look continue any longer. My mom thinks this venture may end in disaster for many reasons, first and foremost being the boys' tendencies to be terrified of new and strange situations, which we would assume includes bringing scissors anywhere near their heads in an unfamiliar locale. Also, the stylist doing their hair has warned me that today he will be in full vampire-esque costume. Yes, that's right, I am insane. Luckily my husband will be available for full assistance during the entire episode. I will attach before, during, and after pictures later, providing we all survive the ordeal.

So I hope everyone else enjoys the traditional Hallowe'en rituals. As for me and my house, we will be licking our wounds in the comfort of our own home.

Happy Hallowe'en!