Whew, I'm glad he learned that. I certainly wouldn't want him to be caught by a witch.
The reason this is my only spooky picture is because
1) nobody ever takes pictures of the mama and
2) I usually go for the cutesie costumes more than the scary. I know I'm such a girl.
But this year I don't think I'll dress up at all because my foot hurts and I'm stuck on stupid crutches and I'm just not in a festive mood okay (cry me a river you big baby). Unless someone has an awesome idea for a costume that involves a broken foot and crutches. Then and only then I might just get a little excited. In the meantime, I am very fortunate to have a certain Miss Marlee in my life because this girl lives and breathes Halloween. It's her favorite holiday. And she is always spooky with no patience for girly girls on this most ghoulish of nights.
And with her mad skills as a makeup artist, she will be able to save the night, painting up all of her sibs while I sit on my fanny. Boy is she going to be busy.
LOVE THAT GIRL.