I hope you all had a great Halloween, filled with laughs, maybe a few good scares and lots of tasty treats.

I had planned on leaving you a little post yesterday, but I surprisingly had a really busy day.

My son had his first class Halloween party. To say he was excited would be an understatement. He woke early in the morning, before the alarm even went off, saying “Today is Halloween! I’m going to a party! I can’t wait to go trick or treating.” He got ready quickly, in a hurry to put on his Blues Clues costume and get out the door.

Sorry, I am not ready to introduce my baby to the world.


I was happy that he was so happy. That’s all any parent could hope for with their child. So when we arrived and saw that he was the only one dressed up, I saw the sadness in his eyes. Five other children, and no one dressed up. He entered the room with a grin on his face, ready to show everyone his costume. But when he looked around the room and saw that he was the only one, he looked at me and said…

“I want to take this off.”

I don’t know why, but my heart hurt for him. It’s the simplest thing, but it’s like I could feel and understand his sadness. And I wished that I could take it away. I helped him take off his costume and explained to him, that today was going to be a good day. He was still going to have a party filled with yummy snacks, and we were still going to see plenty of other children when we went trick or treating. But I also told him, you can wear your costume, even if no one else is wearing one. He nodded like he understood, but the disappointment showed heavily. I wonder if maybe he even felt embarrassed or something.


I came back for the party, bringing treats along with me. The night before, my son helped me to make cupcakes. I did all the decorating while he was at school. He was back in his costume when I came, and very excited that I was there.

Apparently, most of the other parents got store bought things, while I did homemade cupcakes. (I am not knocking that by the way. I understand parents busy schedules, as well as not having the capability to bake) But I always said, if I had the time, this is what I wanted to do. Homemade. And I enjoy having him in the kitchen with me most of the time. I’m just one of those ‘extra’ parents.

I passed out the cupcakes and the little’s seemed very appreciative. Their excitement grew when they saw that Ghosts and spider rings that were on top. They thanked me, gave me a thumbs up, telling my son how they liked my cupcakes. In the middle of a crowded room, my sons says…

“You’re the best mom ever.” All the adults are in awe, saying how cute he is. For me, it was like validation. He saw that mommy wanted to do this for him.

He doesn’t know it, but it was the perfect thing to hear.

Cupcakes made the day better.

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