Boo of a Halloween

We didn't have too much fun around here on Halloween. J got sick on Thursday-- a funky rash on his butt that turned to no appetite for three days and a fever. Poor kid was a good sport and tried to dress up in his costume for a little while to make an appearance at the Halloween get together at the park across the street, but he could barely muster up the strength for 10 minutes of it. Tylenol kicked in around trick or treat time and he had a good time handing out candy to everyone that came to the door... until the skeleton arrived. Scared the crap out of him, made him cry, and that was the end of Halloween. J has had this weird thing with skeletons. Sometimes he is deathly afraid of them, yet he enjoys seeing a skeleton picture in a book. The displays at Target and the grocery store were too much for him to handle, which is not a surprise since he is 2. However, he is vehemently against hearing anyone talk about skeletons as well. If he thinks we are talking about skeletons, he says, "Don't talk about the skeletons!" When we tell him that we aren't talking about skeletons, he says, "Just don't talk about them!" There is nothing we can do to convince him otherwise.

Now that Halloween is over and the decorations are slowly being put away, I hear "Are the skeletons not going to be out?" I have J fill in the blank when I say, "Halloween is _____" and he says, "OVER!!" Something in him doesn't completely believe me.

What do you do when you're sick and bored? Dress up in your penguin costume, grab your penguin, and watch Happy Feet, of course!

Here are a few pictures of us dressed up for a party last weekend. Do you get the connection? Fifty points to the first person that does. B was convinced that nobody would get it and that it was lame, but someone at the party quickly got it, declared it clever, and then he was okay with it. The man cannot wear a costume in complete confidence. We didn't win the contest this year, which was fine, since I don't think J could have taken another year of having the skeleton trophy tucked away in our drawer.

Any guesses?

This year's winners-- Capt. Jack Sparrow, the "man" with the yellow hat, and their kid who was dressed at the beginning of the party as Curious George. Too cute.

Finally, this last picture is for Ouiser, who is hopeful about getting her daughter to begin potty training. A picture to show you what J has been doing lately with his potty chair. This is the most use it's had in months. Hopefully you will have more luck than we are.

Don't forget to vote tomorrow, people!