Halloween 2016 is down in the books.
The boy went as a gangster from the 1920s. Of course, none of his friends were dressing up for school today, because TOO COOL FOR THAT, but he wore the zoot suit for a birthday party – slash – murder mystery game – slash – costume-wearing event on Saturday night.
Yes.
I said MINJUN. It’s because we’re four, and that’s how we pronounce NINJA right now, and Mama thinks it’s too cute to correct. Also, I will bawl if anyone teaches him the proper pronunciation. Our entire family now refers to the pizza-eating, crime-fighting creatures as THE TEENAGE MUTANT MINJUN TURTLES.
Happy Halloween, y’all. May your sugar crashes be small tonight.