At school, there were only one or two babies dressed in costume. I guess the rest of the working moms felt the same way. I remarked to Ms. N, the teacher, that I thought it would be more convenient for their diaper changing if I didn't dress Garcon in costume. Which was a total lie to make me feel better. Though seeing only 2 of 6 kids in costime made me feel much better.
On reflection, I am really trying to keep my own feelings and shyness from limiting Garcon's options and outlook. I think I've already made mistakes, though. I skipped the office Halloween party (previously mentioned here) because I didn't think I'd get a lot out of it - but maybe it's not about me. Maybe he would have enjoyed it. Maybe I just didn't want to drive. At least I can be sure that he'll get more out of it next year as an 19-mo old.
Tonight, I'm planning to head out early to get home and ready for the neighborhood trick-or-treaters. I'll pick up Garcon, put him into that little devil outfit, grab my angel wings, and be ready to go. Hopefully the kids will still be around by 5:30. Last year, at 6:15, everyone was pretty well done.
