I'm usually not a fan of Halloween at all just like how I'm not a fan of scary movies. But, after making Ethan's last-minute costume with Lucas last night, I realized that it can be fun. I came up with a ghost idea because how much simpler can you get for a diy costume, right? I asked for one of Lucas' old white tshirts, and started digging around in my craft drawers. I found some googly eyes and black foam sheets. We opted for the black foam so that we could make the ghost eyes bigger. As Lucas was cutting up the bottom of the shirt into jagged triangles, he made me think of Pacman ghosts. I temporarily got excited to make a Pacman ghost costume, but Lucas brought me back down to earth by saying it might not be clear since we were using a white tshirt. Oh well, maybe next year we can all be Pacman ghosts, hehe. Now, if we could only get him to wear the tshirt ghost costume! He's been getting picky about what he's willing to wear these days because he's gotten so used to only wearing tshirts all summer. This child refuses to be tied down in any way. Perhaps this is a harbinger of things to come in adolescence, oh oh...
Before having children, I hated children. I couldn’t understand them, and found them incredibly annoying. I never gave a second thought to being a mom unlike some who aspire to be one their whole lives. One day, I would become a mom after marriage and that would be that. The only fact I knew for sure was that I definitely wanted to have more than one child. Being an only child, I recognized the importance of giving the gift of a sibling to my first. Approaching motherhood going on four years now with two babes has given me new perspective on what it’s all about. I’ve been asked before on the merits of becoming a mom or having children, and while it’s easy to complain about all the difficult parts, it has always been insurmountable to fully put into words the gravity or the magnitude of such a decision on my life. Obviously, people say, children bring such joy and a newness to life that you have left behind in your childhood or forgott...




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