Halloweenie

Ahhh, Halloween.







That magical time of year when we get to dress up as something other than what we really are and take candy from total strangers.







I'm pretty sure this holiday was made for people like Rick.







He loves it.







He also loves discussing inappropriate things with his mother.







Like hair.







Body hair.







really.







So, on Halloween morning, I decided it would be fun for Rick to wear his jack-o-lantern boxer shorts. I mean, theme underwear are awesome right?







So, I'm assisting Rick with dressing. A skill I am desperately trying to teach him.







Don't get me wrong, he can dress himself. But he is likely to come away with his head through the sleeve hole, his jeans un-zipped and an extremely distressed look on his face.







It's just easier if I do it.







So I tell him "Rick! Come here and put on your nifty jack-o-lantern boxers! It's Halloween!!!"







Rick says: " HAHAHAHA! I will have a halloweenie!"







Me: *facepalm* "I guess you will!"

Rick: "Guess what mom..."

Me: "What rick"

Rick: "I'm a MAN now."

Me: "why"

Rick: "Because I'm getting PIT HAIR!!"

Me: "no you aren't!!"

Rick: "yes I am...wanna see? Oh, and hey, do I have a moustache yet?"

(at this point he is leaning over to put his lip in my eyeball.)

Me: "no rick...you aren't."

Rick: "Bummer."

And if you think Halloween morning was grand, you should have seen what happened when his pants fell down around his ankles during trick-or-treating and he yelled:

"I JUST SHOWED EVERYONE MY HALLOWEENIE!!!!!"

*sigh*