Tuesday, October 24, 2006

This morning, as Gus and I were getting out of the car at his school, he said to me, "You know what I'd like to get for Christmas this year?" And I, in blissful ignorance, said, "What, sweetie?" And he said, "A costume of Odd from 'Code Lyoko', my favorite show."

Notice he carefully asked for this for Christmas. I think even he can grasp the fact that if he had asked for it for Halloween, his mother would never have recovered. As it is, I am still trying to stop my eye from twitching. I'm going to pretend that conversation never happened.

Then, as if my nerves weren't shot already, I run down to the basement to change the batteries in my camera and something runs by my head! I nearly expired on the spot. I made a weird half-shrieky noise that is better left unexplored. When I finally gathered my wits again, here is what I saw:

Why is my cat running around on the ceiling pipes in my basement, scaring the bejeezuz out of me? Because she can.

In cheerier news, the store did not have suede slipper soles in the right size, so yesterday Gus and I applied fabric paint to the bottom of his felted slippers. I had chosen a somber boyish blue paint that would not offend or seem girly. However, when we started, Gus fished out the pink paint I had used on mine, so we could "combine them and make them purple." And then he found some gold glitter, which he insisted was the finishing touch. I couldn't agree more.

Matthew looked askance at the glitter and said, "Will that stick to the slippers?" and I said, "It will stick somewhat. However, we will have gold glitter on the floor all over the house for the next couple of years." He sighed and said, "That's what I thought." But good dad and husband that he is, he said no more.

I couldn't quite capture the totality of their magnificent sparkliness, but you get the idea:

6 Comments:

Blogger DMJ said...

Meggy: I hate to mess up your Countdown link again, but I believe the actual expiration of W's term comes at twelve noon. So he has three more hours than you give him, three hours in which he may do incalculable damage to the public weal (as if he hasn't done enough already).

2:03 PM  
Blogger Mighty Momogus said...

WA HA - leave it to you, dearest father, to know TO THE MINUTE when his term was over. I thought if I got the right day that was close enough.

I'll go correct it again....

4:54 PM  
Blogger everluvincuzin said...

I was afraid to scroll down to the picture because I was sure it was a bat! Yikes!!
Those super hero slippers radiate gold sparkly power. I love them. Aren't you glad you are making the costume, dj?

8:19 AM  
Blogger purlewe said...

I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off.. so i haven't even been here until today. HI!!! love your glitter. Laughed my butt off about the cat. SIlly cat.

hugs from me and Sue.

2:43 PM  
Blogger Mighty Momogus said...

ELC - the slippers are for everyday superhero use. I'm not quite sure what we'll be doing for Beast Boy footwear. I'm trying to make myself not buy black boots.

Purl - greetings and hugs right back atcha!!

8:51 AM  
Blogger everluvincuzin said...

Thanks for the clarification, MM. I just thought they looked like so superpowerful that they had to be for the BEAST BOY! It does seem appropriate that my superhero Gus have such glittery power every day, though.
ELC

11:31 AM  

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