Okay…maybe not EXACTLY like a typical Friday Night. We normally don’t eat this much candy. 
This year, for Halloween, I had grandiose plans of being The Fairy Godmother to Cinderella Claire. (Last year, I dressed up like a Queen to her Princess, and I didn’t want to do that again this year.) I even had an old sheet that was the perfect color for The Fairy Godmother’s cloak. As time ticked on, my enthusiasm and motivation to create my own pattern and make a cloak without ruining the sheet (we use that old sheet for so many things!) started to dwindle. I looked in various stores to see if I could be tempted to spend an outrageous amount of money on a cloak, but no one had the right style, so I wasn’t forced to make a responsible decision.
I needed my own Fairy Godmother to step in and help with the task.
But, she never came. Apparently she’s really busy this time of year.
So, one day a couple weeks ago, I decided to go to Plan B. As Claire and I were looking through my closet, I found one of my trusty witch’s hats, and I looked at the plethora of black attire in my closet.
I told Claire my plan, and she was so excited! “Don’t be Ursula, the Sea Witch, Momma!” was her only request. She had a blast helping me pick out the outfit. (Every day with a preschooler is Dress Up Day, so none of this was out of the ordinary for our house!)
And, as you can see, I held up my end of the bargain: There are no tentacles in this picture. (Click photos to enlarge.)
Momma? Is that you?
Momma & Claire
Yes, I have hidden my true identity in the above photos, but my husband has refused to have any of his photo published in a public forum…and he even had a mask! Boo! (But! If you check out our family website or my personal Facebook page, you may or may not see that the Phantom of the Opera looks an awful lot like my hubby.)
As Claire and I visited the houses on our cul-de-sac last night, we could see him standing in our doorway, his white mask glowing eerily from the black-light he’d put in one of our outside lights! The orangish-yellow candle light in the pumpkins on the step dancing with the shadows really complimented the bluish-purple glow from the light.
Without the flash, you can see the complimentary colors.
When we were done showing our costumes to all the neighbors, Cinderella Claire and I took over Door Duty, and The Phantom busied himself with the baking of the pizza. And this time, Claire provided the dessert! And, we each only had a couple pieces …okay, maybe one more…but that’s it!
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