Pooh-poohing Halloween

My kid is the only one who hates Halloween. I watched with some jealousy as friends posted pics on Facebook of their happy and cooperative costumed tots.

Every time we mentioned "Halloween" or "costume," he got mad and screamed that he didn't want to. "No not! Do not! Stop it mommy!"

So I didn't prepare a costume. But daddy insisted (I had to work last night) and so I went last minute to the children's resale shop and got the only costume left in his size.

If he wasn't mad before ... Well now he's a stupid Pooh bear dressed as a pumpkin. Barf.

Needless to say, he hated trick-or-treating at the mall and only showed interest in the automatic hand sanitizer dispenser.

Cleanest Pooh bear paws in the state! Come to think of it, that morning he was licking honey and saying, "Mmmmm. Yummy!" just like good ol' annoying Winnie would.