Well we are in the midst of the Christmas season, but unlike the retailers or radio stations (96.5...I'm talking to you!), I will not forget about Halloween or Thanksgiving! Which makes me realize that not writing anything down for two whole months is not only bad but may require multiple posts.
So I'll just jump in where we left off, October. James left the Sunday before Halloween to go on a week long hunting trip in Sioux Falls, SD. It was one of his bucket list items. Rumor has it that one of those birds is at the taxidermist waiting to be mounted and relocated to our home. Awesome!
Lucky for me, Hayes picked that exact time to break free of the crib. Our world as we knew it was about to change.
He's upset because I would only read him three books as opposed to the 10 that his daddy reads him every night. Also, apparently he's got mad navy seal skills when he gets upset. (Just so you know, I did catch him the first three times he scaled the crib. The last time, I decided to get it on video so James could see how fine everything was while he was gone.)
Thank goodness for our dear friends who came over toot suite (at 9:00 that night) and converted his crib to a cute little toddler bed...that he would stay in for one whole night.
Hayes learned quickly that in the middle of the night, I am terrible negotiator and I'll cave at any terror request. Which is how I ended up with a two foot tall bed mate for a whole week!
In late September, Hayes decided that he wanted to be a cow for Halloween, which was hard for me to swallow. I had already purchased a cute little giraffe costume from Pottery Barn Kids and couldn't wait for him to try it on. Granted the giraffe head was a bit too big and too top heavy, but it was still cute and did not require me to bust out a glue gun or my sub-par craft skills.
After about 20 unsuccessful minutes of Hayes trying to raise his head to lift up the giraffe head, I realized that this costume was dead to him and tried a new angle. "Don't you want to be a penguin for Halloween?" (I had just received a hand me down penguin costume that was just darling. It was black and white like a cow and had these cute web shoe covers.) I pointed out all of the cuteness of the penguin, while trying not to "oversell it", to which he said, "Ohhhhh! Okay!! No thank you."
It appears that the Halloween gods were smiling down on me because my friend Jackie just happened to have a cow costume and it just happened to almost fit which is how we ended up at a fall festival, the week of Halloween, dressed like the love child of John Travolta's character in Saturday Night Fever and a cow. As the night wore on, the zipper got lower and lower. At one point, he had that costume unzipped past his belly button!
And just like Hayes's zipper, here is where Halloween started to go south and my love cow decided he wanted to be a fireman.
Which is when I put my foot down and informed him that he could be a fire cow, which is exactly the same as a dalmatian, but not. And lucky for me, he bought it! Which is good because after a week of being a single mom, my nerves were shot.
And then daddy came home!
