Halloween

Let the candy-induced-coma begin!  This year O was a butterfly, S was snow white, and Z was a little black cat.  She couldn't say cat so when people asked her what she was (because the hat was too itchy for her) she kept saying " I a titty tat."  

Olie was struck with the Tatum curse (we always get sick on major Holidays).  This is like the third Halloween of her 7 year life that she has been sick for.  Thankfully it was only one of us.  She ended up missing school on Thursday and the much loved carnival at church that night, which caused a lot of tears.  We were just lucky she was better in time for school on Friday and trick-or-treating!

I have to give myself a pat on the back I impressed myself and my kids when I made the snow white costume last year.  Seriously they were in awe.  And I will probably never to it again. Unfortunately the costume didn't fit anyone yet, but this year S had grown into it and I was so glad someone finally got to wear it.  I can finally add it to the dress-ups I don't care about pile.