Yesterday was an okay day. I still ate to lose, even though I never got a workout in. I drank water, played with kiddos, got Prima her Halloween costume.
Hey, have you noticed that girls' Halloween costumes are...well, scandalous? Prima is 10 (as of yesterday, happy birthday my wonderful girl), and though she keeps getting bigger, the costumes meant for her age seem to be staying the same size. As in, there's barely enough material there for a 4 year old's costume. So, Halloween costume manufacturer's, what's up? Why are you trying to dress my baby like a little prostitot? Ugh! Not to mention, We live in New England! It's going to be CHILLY that night, if not freezing. Yet, this year every costume was short sleeves, no sleeves, even strapless! Tights, mini skirts, you name it. So, my baby will freeze and look way too old for her age. Thanks a lot. Three store trips later, we finally found something we could both agree on, a lovely wingless fairy (which was also a tank on top, but we found a nice long-sleeved shirt to put under it). Hallelujah.
Anyway, that was yesterday. All the kiddos have got their costumes; I've still got my sanity. Overall, a very decent day.
"You are worried about seeing him spend his early years in doing nothing. What! Is it nothing to be happy? Nothing to skip, play, and run around all day long? Never in his life will he be so busy again. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
all love,
nik*
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