Halloween sort of came and went with very little fanfare around here. Not only did I not remember that it was Halloween, but I didn't get Isla a Halloween costume. Mom of the year over here. I thought about it once about two months ago when I saw a cute little plush flower suit at a children's clothing store, but I skipped it when I saw the price tag was $40. That just seemed ridiculous when, lets face it, she was only going to wear it for maybe 10 minutes while I snapped a few photos of her in it.
Aside from the fact that I totally forgot it was Halloween, there are other reasons we let it go by the wayside as well: Scott has been working on a mega yacht the past four days and we're a house full of sickies at the moment. Scott (who never gets sick) has had a chest cold for about two weeks and Isla just picked up a nasty baby cold (her first). It's been a coughy, sneezy, snotty mess around here. I am unsuccessfully trying my damnedest to avoid falling victim to the germs, armed with Emergen-C and a neti pot. So yeah, celebrating Halloween wasn't high on our list of priorities.
That said, I did start feeling a teensy bit guilty that "Baby's First Halloween" was going to be a complete non-event, so I decided to dress Isla up in a little sailor dress that she was gifted and take some pictures of her in it to commemorate this 'milestone'. So there it is. Isla was a sailor baby for her 1st Halloween. It's cliche, it's official and it's on the web. She also turned seven months yesterday which completely blows my mind. You guys were right, time really does fly. Sheesh.
Scott finishes work on the mega-yacht today which means it's back to full-blown work mode on our boat. The new furling baby stay has arrived and we're going to begin installation tomorrow. Can't wait for that.