Sunday, October 30, 2016
The Foxiest Halloween Ever
Now, I'll give you one guess to figure out which of my little foxlings was not thrilled with my costume idea. Look closely at the faces.
Yes, it was "Angry Fox", the eldest of the Fox offspring. Maybe he just looks like "Too Cool Fox".
There was no coercion involved... just a friendly reminder of who financially backed a really fun party with friends three days previous.
I pleaded that he could wear his Clark Kent costume that he'd put together to every single Halloween event, but please, just put on the "stupid orange sweatshirt" for the one family picture.
What??? Did I overstep my boundaries? Did I just blow all my emotional capital for one ridiculous family picture?
I DON'T CARE!!! I LOVE THIS PICTURE!!!
It makes my heart so happy. THIS! This is my family as it looked when everyone was at home (except Tessa, but I like to think she is always with us). Before anyone grew up and moved away. For many years to come I will look at this picture and have such happy memories of family life in the thick of it. THIS is what it was like.
And maybe.. just maybe... someday this picture will bring a smile to "Too Cool Fox's" face as well.
Just the way we Foxes like it.
First off, I spent way too much time finding cheap orange sweatshirts online. I got nine for roughly $100. Now, I'm just "frugal" enough to think that is a lot of money to spend on Halloween. Except, when I consider that that is costumes for nine people, I think I'm pretty awesome. Costumes in bulk... brilliant!
Next, I bought white faux fur for the tummies and orange, black and white felt for ears.
So far so good.
Oh, wait! I have zippo, nada, zilch talent for piecing things together and sewing. Not to mention my cheap-o sewing machine.
I call Andrea and beg her talents and expertise.
I hope that doesn't make me a user and abuser? I really, really like them. Does that make it okay?
Anyway, I was so grateful and my girls and I had a wonderful girls night hanging out with Andrea and Raven.
... and you know what they say about good intentions.
You know... paving the way to... you know where.