The much anticipated report.
Haha. riiiiight. I'm sure you were all waiting with bated breath.
All in all, the kids looked great. Costume-wise, I think we had a good year, unlike last year when costumes were lost at getting-dressed time, and a rather pregnant and uncomfortable mother spent an hour and a half looking for them while her parents patiently waited as she had a melt down, followed by a certain child who flat out refused to wear his (most expensive) costume and ended up with the word "Stubborn" written in washable marker across his forehead. No, I'm not kidding about that.
Getting ready took longer than I thought (hair curling and make-up application)(doesn't it always, ladies?) so our departure was set back an hour, which landed us at the pizza place smack dab in the middle of craziness. Hot-N-Ready? I don't think so. Try Hot-N-Ready after a 45 minute wait standing in a hot, crowded pizza joint. I was polite and held the door. My friend was nice and filed a complaint this afternoon (for numerous reasons, it was warranted, trust me) on the behalf of her husband and myself. Well, maybe just for her husband, but I'll count myself good on that and spare them my repeated story of dissatisfaction.
But in the end, we got pizza, got candy, saw all the grandparents and had a nice evening. I'd call that Mission Accomplished.
|The cutest stinkin' Elephant you ever saw (no bias there)|
|The whole crew|
And I'm proud to report that our candy haul was not great, (yes, you read that right) so no Candy Fairy is needed. They'll polish this all off shortly, I'll save myself 40 bucks in fairy fees, and we can resume our regularly
scheduled crazy program.