Braaaaaaiiiins

Pretty sure I just pregnancy--brained out and posted two Halloween recaps...I didn't remember posting the first one and I didn't think to check before writing another. Awesome. I'm going to leave them up as a reminder that I'm going insane.

Criers and Runners

Halloween is the BEST holiday. I start burning my pumpkin scented candles like the basic white girl I am starting in September, so by late October I'm in full Halloween mode. We also put up the biggest display in the neighborhood. We get tons of trick-or-treaters...and a surprising amount of drunk parents/adults who come by just to see everything. We go through bags of candy and see all kinds of awesome costumes. The badge of honor our display wears is given by all the little kids who either burst into tears both before and during an attempt to get to the front door and the ones who take off running. Every year is spent standing in the driveway holding the candy hoping not to miss giving treats to the ones who refuse to break the plane of the property. Some won't walk on the sidewalk in front of the house. Awesome. I love all the parts of Halloween. Pumpkin carving, costumes, scary movies and of course enough candy to ensure that I push the limits of gestational diabetes. (Which I was tested for and don't have!) I can't wait to be able to dress this kid up in all kinds of nerdtastic costumes and parade him around while teaching him to appreciate all the amazing decorations people put up. I'm already thinking about the cheesy family costumes we can do next year...Beetlejuice, Addams Family, classic movie monsters... I always suffer feeling a little down in the first week of November. Good thing I have this little dancer in my belly to keep me company and remind me that there's a lot more to look forward to in the next three months!

Halloween

I love Halloween. Every year the husband and I decorate the house and hand out candy. When I say we decorate the house, I mean we put up a HUGE display with animatronics and fog machines and skeltons everywhere. Kids and families come from all over to trick-or-treat and see what we've done new each year. This year we had an awesome set up, but I have to admit that it was really hard to be helpful and efficient at six months pregnant. The whole day was spent on my feet trying to be helpful in setting up, cleaning and then handing out candy to droves of kids until tear-down at 9:45pm. Usually I can survive Halloween on nothing but candy and pizza and take three Advil the next day to recover. Not so much when a second person wants to eat too and my body quits on me at 8pm and Advil is off the table. Lame. I feel like crap today. It feels like a terrible hangover without the fun of being crazy drunk the night before. On top of that, I skipped working out today in favor of trying to relax. The most I did was two laps around Target looking at more crap I didn't need to buy, but wanted. Bonus, I am super excited to dress my baby up next year in a variety of nerdy costumes and parade him around. Today though I'm just going to sit here and nurse my swollen cankles.