Last night we went to Festival 31, an alternative to trick or treating and festival sponsored by our church. I decided this to be the appropriate occasion for me to don something silly and dress up like the kids. Clowning has always held fascination for me, so being a clown comes naturally. Here I am after the festivities last night, in which I could barely stand after pacing the asphalt for 3 + hours:
My favorite comment of the evening came from JD Green,
"Mama, can we make our costumes again next year? It was much more fun than just going out and buyin' something at the store."
How that warmed this frugal wannabe's heart right to my little tightwad core!
Libbyline's color-coded cream of the crop goodies.
Sweetcheeks' like-minded and completely segregated stash.
Unfortunately for them, the entire mass of it headed to a community box this morning in which they will each be able to take two pieces of candy only when the mama deems it worthy. "Hahahaha," she cackles.
Maybe I wasn't such a clown after all. : ) So glad that's all over.
Now we can head onto my favorite time of year. Thanksgiving!