Halloween started early this year at our house. I had surgery the first week of September. Days before my surgery, Grant confessed that he had two big concerns:
1. I wouldn't feel good enough to decorate for Halloween after my surgery, and
2. That I would die and Cory would marry a monster that ate him.
So Grant and I kindly asked C not to marry a monster if I die, and we pulled out the Halloween decorations on September 1.
On Halloween day, we were greeted by...
Little Red Riding Hood
A member of the S.W.A.T Team
and
"Joe" the Chuck-E-Cheese employee, complete with mullet and 64 oz mug of who knows what.
1. I wouldn't feel good enough to decorate for Halloween after my surgery, and
2. That I would die and Cory would marry a monster that ate him.
So Grant and I kindly asked C not to marry a monster if I die, and we pulled out the Halloween decorations on September 1.
On Halloween day, we were greeted by...
Little Red Riding Hood
A member of the S.W.A.T Team
and
"Joe" the Chuck-E-Cheese employee, complete with mullet and 64 oz mug of who knows what.
Once Halloween was over (actually, almost to the very second it was over), the witches were replaced with Turkeys and the pumpkins were thrown off the roof. Because . . . well, why not?
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