May or May Not Monday

May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...

I may or may not have had an enormous amount of guilt about not having a costume for Halloween. My biggest hindrance has been shelling out money on a non essential. You know it's just worn for a few hours of fun. This afternoon I decided to go to a Halloween store to figure it out. My ideal was to find a queen costume that was modest (uh wow that was hard) and warm enough. My ideal was have a queen, King, knight, and archer - we had enough at home to pull off the knight and archer. One little went along and the other said not uh I'm going to be an airplane. I dropped more money than I was comfortable with, but the night was magic for us. My king was thrilled with wearing chain mail from a six year old's bday party and made himself a cardboard crown when the archer decided he needed the crown and was now a prince. I deemed my airplane The Winner of Halloween since his costume was no fuss. And I will be a queen until our halloweening days are over. 

I may or may not have taken my littles to a Bad Kitty book reading by Nick Bruel. One little loved it. The other sat there in the group of 80 kids stone faced like it was uncool. This from my budding author. Turns out the little hates crowds more than he loves authors reading his favorite books. 

I may or may not have mentioned this rudeness before. I'm pretty certain I have. While 80 little children sat attentively and quietly listening to the author speak and read, their adults were buzzing about loudly having conversations in the small bookstore. Once again we expect children to behave in a proper matter  but hold themselves to an entirely lower standard for which a child would be punished. 

We had our house painted this week. Same colors as before, the weather had just beaten it up and it was due for some tlc. Expensive tlc. We may or may not have toyed with the idea of painting it ourselves. Enter in renting equipment to reach the upper story, learning how to caulk and which products to use, executing while wrangling children, taking vacation time to get it done. You may or may not have reached the same decision as we did, hire out. The painters did it start to finish in two days. They power washed in a storm and our power went out. They primed, scrapped, and caulked in a few hours. They painted our house from 8:30-6:30. And someone needed to be here the whole time. Being stuck inside with it shut up and littles who wouldn't leave my side because a team of men were at our house and that's uncomfortable was just brutal. We did school. Which turned into cardboard box fort building and our Latin DVD on for hours. We ran out the door for a long walk the moment we could. But it's done and I've pretty much forgotten the discomfort four days later. 

During our confinement we watched Milo & Otis. I may or may not have checked it out thinking it was Homeward Bound. My eyes kept getting bigger and bigger at the scenes the animals were acting out. My littles were even alarmed. We decided we needed to investigate animal abuse. The internet results were inconclusive for one) filmed in Japan  for 2) it was filmed over five years before I was born. Rumor has it 30 cats were used for Milo and 1/3 of them died while filming. The rest of the large amount of cats were because they aged out over the five years of filming. It was especially great when Milo the cat goes off a cliff into the ocean and my little says that cat never could survive that, and I had to tell him, he didn't. That  was real cool.