Being the type of parent that who doesn't have an obsession with kiddos and all things screaming and sticky, I really wasn't interested in getting a Halloween Costume for Clark.
For the last month I have been asked by everyone what my infant child is going to be for Halloween.
The first time I was asked this question, I was a little caught off guard because dressing him up really hadn't even crossed my mind.
I mean, he can't even sit up on his own!
Why would I spend money on something for him to lay around in and then throw up on?
That didn't seem like a sound financial investment to me.
Then it was pointed out that it is really just all for photos sake because babies are so cute and blah blah blah.
I shrugged my shoulders and replied to the question with " Well, okay, I will probably just get a pumpkin and shove him inside and take a picture, I guess."
Sounds good enough to me.
Then I thought of the the photos people post on FB of their babies dressed up in "sweet" little costumes and I thought, "Well, wouldn't it be funny if I dressed up Clark in something really gory and serious instead?
No one ever does that.
I could make him a zombie baby and paint his face.
This got me in the spirit.
"Yes, I will dress him as the anti-cute Halloween baby and it will be awesome. Why hasn't anyone thought of this before?! I am a genius"
Flash forward to discussing these plans with a friend. ( A friend without kids btw) and she says " I bet no one has done it because you probably aren't suppose to paint your baby's face with make up and fake blood"
Well, someone just HAD to rain on my parade....
So, I started looking for something fabulous for him to wear instead.
I think its fairly obvi that Steve chose all but one,
the ketchup packet.
Clearly that was my pick.
I love hot dogs.