Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Here I Sit Broken Hearted!

A week or so when I started this horrible project of making a Dr. Horrible Lab coat for Boy's halloween costume, he peeked into the room and informed me that next year he would be to old for trick-or-treating. I was sad, but I still got to dress him like a little Dr. Horrible so I was dealing (mostly).
Tonight he came in and asked if he could go trick-or-treating with his friend on Friday. I said yes, but when he left I cried like a big baby. I'm taking this harder than when he stopped believing in Santa Claus. What's wrong with me?


Cameron said...

your little boy is going up. nothing wrong with you....cept maybe the weird fruit fetish ;)

Cameron said...

and by going, of course i mean growing