HALLOWEEN, OR HOW WYATT BECAME 'ABRAHAM LINCOLN, VAMPIRE HUNTER'

good 'ol halloween.

 

our boys were decked out in appropriate ninja attire, which makes for some seriously stealthy trick or treating, but not so great in the wear-bright-colors-so-cars-can-see-you-at-night-for-safety kind of way.

 

 i try to cobble some sort of costume together because i usually volunteer for the classroom parties at school. and quite honestly, if you are a teacher or parent that doesn't at least put on a funky hat or something, you're a dud. there. i said it.

 

this year's easy peasy costume was rosie the riveter. thrift store denim shirt. polka dot bandana (yep. already owned it. i'm crazy like that). red nail polish and lip stick. liquid eyeliner. done. (i also spray painted an old plastic construction worker style lunch box black, but totally forgot to carry it around. perhaps next year).

 

wyatt humored the boys and i this year with his abe lincoln getup. although he was concerned that he'd just look like a guy who jumped on the current popular lincoln bandwagon instead of one who has been in love with the great bearded gentleman since the beginning of time. and while i assured him that we would all know that his love for lincoln runs deep, his worst fears came true. by the end of trick or treating with the boys, he was carrying their nunchucks, swords and dais's so they could have hands free candy collecting. there he was. my husband. abe lincoln. vampire hunter.

 

WELCOME 2013!!!

happy new year folks! remember that message i left you exactly one month ago? psych!

so here i am again. let's try and get this party started!

 



we said 'so long' to 2012 and 'well, hello there' to 2013 with our annual daviswenson new year's spectacular. and what a blastola it was. the only concern I have about this tradition is what the lack of sleep does to all of us.

 

clearly, naps were in order today.

FROSTING SILLIES

sometimes when you make these:

you and your friends have so much fun that you start to feel kind of like this:

or this:

or this:

and after a while, when you're about done, and there's leftover frosting, you end up looking like this: