Feel free to go ahead and tell me how freaking adorbs my kids looked last night. I won't be mad about it, I promise.
Last year, being the super awesome teacher that I am, I wore a flourescent orange wig to school on Halloween. My co-teacher wore this hot pink one and we told everyone we were Nicki and Ricki Minaj. Well, one of my students ended up stealing my wig and my co-teacher ended up leaving me for a new job. This year I skipped the wig at work and settled on a Halloween shirt. (And yes, I still embraced the holiday more than any other teacher on staff. Duds.) So you better believe I slipped the wig on the second I felt it was appropriate. CJ told me about 50 thousand times that he liked my costume. If you ever need a confidence boost, I highly suggest you hang out with a 5-year-old.
And check out these pumpkin carving skills:
I'm pretty sure I've consumed at least 37 candy bars in the past 24 hours. And we have an entire salad bowl full of leftovers. A fatty's dream come true.
Hope your Halloween was a happy one! (Thankfully it's the one holiday that doesn't require electricity. We're continuously praying for our family members in PA who are still without electricity 5 days after Hurricane Sandy...)
Have a healthy day,