AttemptingAloha

Aloha! So it's the middle of September, and I've already lost my dining room. Not to the kids this time. To me. There's a black tablecloth from the dollar store on my table and a bag of cheesecloth from Walmart on my chairs. There's a pumpkin on my floor with a lightning bolt drawn on it in dry-erase marker, because I wanted to "see how it looks" before I committed to a knife. ((It looks like a pumpkin with marker on it. Shocking.)) The good doctor walked through and looked at the pile of wire hangers on his chair. He asked if we're doing "the wizard thing" again this year. Yep! We're doing the wizard thing. We've done the wizard thing since my girls were small enough to fit in a pillowcase. Now they're big enough to have OPINIONS about it, so it has only gotten worse. Better. I mean better! Here's what I've figured out after a lot of Octobers: a Harry Potter Halloween doesn't need a costume shop. It doesn't need a ...