You know what the most stressful part about Halloween is for me? Figuring out a costume. Kinsey already has hers all set, because she freaking loves Halloween. She actually has a number one costume, and two backups… just in case she finds out that one of her friends is dressing up as the same thing. Luckily, the internets has made it a lot easier of costume procrastinators, like myself. Actually, I was not the one involved in the costume buying deal. Kinsey got on it for me because we had nothing for me to wear, and Shanon and I are headed out to Bend, Oregon this Friday for a Halloween party. I don’t know if I am supposed to disclose my costume, because Kinsey thinks those things should be kept confidential, as if is some sort of FBI document. I will reveal this: my costume is spandex! ha! And no, it’s not a ballerina costume.
Got some good news on the Cason front: Kinsey taught him how to blow kisses over the weekend. He starts off strong, and then it turns into him slapping his face, and moves over to the ear. But the first two are definitely legit kisses being blown. So we headed out to the store yesterday, because I needed to buy hair product. TSA agent threw away my brand new wax ball… boooooooo! As we are standing in line, Cason starts blowing kisses to the person behind me. I am sitting there like a proud papa, because I am sure my boy is hollering at some young thang. So, I finally turn to see who is getting the kisses blown their way… it ended up being a dude, around my age, who looked like he didn’t know what to do. He gave me an awkward smile, and said “cute kid.” So what does a dad say when his boy is blowing kisses at a man? I don’t know, but I just said, “he is still learning.” It was still cute, but I could tell the guy felt awkward. Yay! Cason is like daddy! Creating awkward moments errrr-day!