Not this year. With the Miss Naia showing up so late and me with the gimpy ankle and just plain newborn brain fog, we're barely able to carve out one pumpkin. No party. No boat covered in lights and decorations. And the guilt sets in.
The good news is, Naia is an Olympic gold medal sleeper, so I am trying to sneak in a few last minute crafts and surprises for Zach while she snoozes.
(Hey Lily, recognize that pillow?)
Behold, daddy's brain. It's an old scan from a long ago appointment and for some reason we had it stuffed away in the trunk of our car.
And here it is... one creepy looking brain banner for Halloween!