chicken little

in peeling through the Halloween photos, there are definitely plenty to share. 
but, thinking ambitiously, i would like to save a few for next Halloween, should i still be doing the savvyboy thing. :) 


but, there was one that struck me. 
look at the expression on anth's face, circa 2005.

and then compare it to one of the earlier fail photos...


fail photo friday - 4

...and people tell me they don't see the resemblance. 

Various Stages of Halloween Costume Rejection

there have been some costumes that i have ADORED over the last 5 years.

...my boys have not always shared the same sentiment.

this is anth trying on his 2007 costume.
it was not love at first sight. 

...so we tried the other costume i bought out of lack of decision making skills.
clearly, he felt the same about monkeys as he did about lions.
so, we went with the lion. 

benjamin had a similar reaction to his 2008 cow costume

 

...which quickly changed to apathy

and, eventually, acceptance as he shifted back into his daily routine.

Fail Photo Friday - Halloween

so, yesterday was officially be a nice, doting mom day. 

now it's friday. 

so here are some of the less successful shots from Halloween 2010. 

...these sent me on a mental stroll down memory lane of some of my favorite unfortunate halloween photos of years past. 

the ghosts of failed photos past, if you will. 

so, i'm thinking that, in honor of the holiday this weekend... 

(and, because this California girl who grew up trick-or-treating on October 31st and not whatever day the city of Columbus declared to be "trick-or-treat" night finds this new structure unsettling...)

...i will spend saturday and sunday night sharing some of my favorite old gems. 

benny adamantly declared Dots to be his favorite candy over the last two days.
i don't understand.
but, whatever.
now i don't have to eat the leftover candy and i can focus on the chocolate.
here, we were on our last residence hall of the night.
ben appears to have had one too many Dots. 

My Sweaty Boys was a close second to the blog's current title.
but it just seemed to send the wrong message. 

like all true superheroes, mine occasionally break into dance.

this would be mom's failed photo.
but my friends and i sure had fun handing out the candy while the boys were walking the neighborhood with daddy. 

my little heroes

today's post is neither funny nor ridiculous. 
just shamelessly sharing my boys' cuteness for halloween this year. 
...i mean, i have to be a legit mommy sometimes. :)

the boys trying on their costumes 

yep, i forgot to take the sticker off of anthony's head 

benny was SO proud of his inflatable wings.
which, thank you online vendor, came with a hole in them.
and lost their steam, as seen here, within about 30 seconds.
mom & dad were SO proud of their super glue & piece of trash bag patch job. 

the boys went to Haunt the Halls on campus on Wednesday night.
benny stopped by my office first to snag some candy from my candy dish.
AKA, in keeping with life on campus, he pre-partied for the event.

benny's pumpkin is on the left. he asked for a "mad face."
anth requested something a tad more complex. 

tonight was Trick or Treat night in our neighborhood.
i merely include this to prove i eventually noticed, and removed, the sticker. 

love this kid.
to infinity.
and beyond.

choosing my battles. . .

someone, please remind me why i found myself in a debate tonight with anth over the fact that it is not Taylor SMITH, but Taylor SWIFT. 


as if: 
1. it matters,
2. i actually care,
3. this will somehow impact his success in life, or
4. i could identify more than one of her songs with confidence. 

leaf me alone

in keeping with my usual routine, i picked up anth from his room at daycare first today. 
as we were walking through the center toward ben's room, we passed the double doors that are the entrance point to one of the playgrounds. 
there was a pretty substantial pile of leaves on the inside of the doors. 
anthony looked at them, and commented, "geez. i guess it's a rather busted day."


in an effort to correct what i found to be a rather precious Winnie the Pooh reference, i said, 
"i think you mean a rather blustery day, hon." 


per usual, anthony paused long enough to give me his very clear "oh, mom" look.  
and retorted, "i know it's 'blustery,' mom. i just prefer 'busted' to describe this day." 


seeing as this is not part of the usual savarese house vernacular, i'm curious as to what 
situation prompted him to pick up this descriptor at school.

missing the bigger picture

• Scene: mid-afternoon. i'm in the kitchen doing dishes. 
• Anth: (barreling around the corner from the family room) Mom! I need a new cup for my snack!!!!
• Me: What happened to the cup you were using? 
• Anth: Oh! I barfed in it!
• (anth turns and starts to run back to the living room, where, presumably, the Savarese wait staff will deliver said cup. he stops suddenly, then pivots on the ball of his foot.)
• Anth: So, i'm probably gonna need a new snack, too. 
• (runs off again.)
• *** yeah...probably. because MORE to eat is the next best step.