Last night was the school's trunk or treat event. For those not familiar with trunk or treat, everyone brings their car, their candy, their decorations, and their kids to wherever the event is being held. They decorate their trunks and the kids go trick or treating around to all of the trunks. SO, we take Booga and Tater in their costumes along with all of our candy (about 400 pieces) and drive down to the elementary school. Our school only serves K-4. While we are there we see a plethora of costumes ranging from the fairy princess to the undead zombie. What surprised me is the number of fourth grade girls in THE skimpiest outfits! Okay, maybe it was just a few, but COME ON!
This is a bad idea for a couple of reasons:
1. These girls are 9-10 years old and already wearing clothes that barely over what God gave 'em. Where do they go from THERE?!? Trying to act like Madonna is not a good thing. Man, really showed my age there! Okay, trying to act like....crap, I AM old. I can't even think of someone for this generation. Britney Spears, yeah, she'll work! No...wait, she's got kids. Ummmmm.....Paris Hilton? Okay, that works. Already trying to emulate Paris Hilton is not a good thing. Besides, she's STUPID.
2. It gets VERY cold where we live around Halloween. These girls were running around asking all of their friends for pieces of their costumes to help cover themselves up. Even that was not enough to help them keep warm. NOT A GOOD PLAN MOM AND DAD!!!
I did have more reasons and they were funny and witty. Also, the Trunk or Treat event was on the 26th, not on the 28th. Then, as I was writing, Tater decided that he needed to "help" Mommy. With one slap of the keyboard, half of the post was gone. In mere nano-seconds, the Auto Save stepped in to finish the job. There was no getting it back. The train of thought had left my brain and (as is usually the case) I could not remember exactly what I had written. No matter how hard I tried, it just wasn't the same. Did I mention that I LOVE my children? I LOVE my children. I LOVE my children. I LOVE my children.