But you know what I love more than Halloween? Sleep. I love sleep. And I don't seem to get much of it these days, between two toddling kids that hate to go to bed and love to wake up at 5 a.m. and working full-time. I had big plans to do an elaborate costume this year, but instead, I've decided to phone it in and catch up on sleep instead. Sure, I'll get into the spirit tomorrow with some sort of get-up. But it will be nothing like what I've committed to in the past.
So, today, in honor of the energy and enthusiasm I know I have buried deep inside my sleep-deprived brain, I bring back two of my favorite costumes from journey into motherhood.
The Bride (and Son) of Frankenstein
Man, I was proud of this costume. I still can't believe that at 29 weeks pregnant, I had this much ambition. And here I am complaining that I can't muster the energy. I'm so ashamed. I was particularly pleased with my makeup.
Hmmm, maybe I just inspired myself to get off my lazy butt and make a costume happen tomorrow. I'll let you know on Monday whether I went for the gold or simply ate all my son's Snickers from the sidelines.