It's that time of year again

My daughter and I once again perform the autumnal yearly ritual. . .

"Mom will you make my costume?

"I want to be a ________. No wait I want to go as a ________, well mabye a ________" (Insert multiple different costumes, then repeat.)

The closer it gets to Halloween the more frequent, rapid and bizarre the changes get. Each year I vow not to get sucked in. Telling myself "No more!"

Ah. . .who am I kidding. . . I always do. Just this evening she said belly dancer, skeleton belly dancer, zombie belly dancer, then skeleton who just so happens to also carry around a black light. Stay tune it will change, change, and then change again.