Going into the store I realized that Halloween is upon us. Which means costumes for three kids (yes, even the baby gets one!). However, after looking at the prices, I was worried and mad. I just can't see spending money on something that they'll only wear for one night. Even if they play dress up later, I still can't see forking over $50 for them to get some candy.
Driving in the van tonight, I asked Coleman what he wanted to be for Halloween. I suggested he could be an 'army dude' (what we call the little green plastic men that have invaded our living room). He could wear his Toy Story pj set with his army hat. It would be cute, and cheap, I thought to myself. He could look like this:

He didn't want to be that. Oh no, I thought, here it comes...
Coleman: I want to be a ghost!
Carter: Yeah, me too! (Who previously asked to be an airline pilot, I know, good luck with that costume!)
Me: Okay, we can make that. That would be great.
Coleman: Yeah and we can use a sheet from our house!
*Grins* Exactly what I was thinking. So now, instead of spending money, I will be happily cutting up an old sheet for my two little ghosts. I think Coleman likes making the noise best of all.
Our baby girl will not be a little ghost though. She is going to be wearing those darling 'good luck' satin shoes my mom gave us (remember these?) and be a ballerina. All I have to do is get some pink tights, pink long sleeved onesie and some tulle. I'm in heaven just thinking about making a pink tutu.
A little bit later... I was listening to the radio when I heard Coleman ask me something. I turned it down a little.
Coleman: Is God really in charge of the world?
I turned the radio ALL the way down.
Me: Why? What do you think?
Coleman: (His friend) thinks he's in charge of the world.
Me: Oh, I wouldn't want to be in charge of this world. Humans couldn't do it. We don't have all the special powers like God has. It's much easier for him because he's not human.
Coleman: Does he have laser power? You know where he goes zzt zzt? (Coleman starts making shooting sounds coming out of his arm).
Apparantly, Coleman's idea of God is an all powerful Buzz Lightyear. From the mouths of babes...