Well, I lost the coin toss.  So my husband got to choose my son’s costume this year.  Which is the reason we sent a perfectly normal, happy preschooler out of the house on Halloween night dressed as the Edmund Fitzgerald.

I don’t think the other kids knew what to think of him. All the Disney-Princesses-Named-Ava and Pirates -Named-Joshua seemed to regard him as a member of similar, yet not entirely familiar, species. We the parents are used to such looks, and feel it builds character.  Kids just feel the rocks hitting them in the back of the head…

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