Jenna and Sarah

I must be the worst mother ever. I think Jenna is the only kid I know of who doesn’t have a Halloween costume. So, there will be no pictures of Jenna in a costume on this blog. I thought about it. I thought about it for months, actually. Here is my reasoning. Jenna is too young to care, so it’s really all for us. I hate Halloween, and Jay couldn’t care less, so what’s the point. I thought it would be so cute to dress her up anyway though–I mean, what kid doesn’t look ADORABLE in a costume? But she absolutely refuses to wear anything on her head. She also freaks out if we try to put anything on her that isn’t a normal article of clothing. Coconut bra? No way. Grass skirt? Tears. Shell lei? Off in 1.5 seconds. Didn’t really think it was nice to put her in a puffy fleece costume when the temps have been in 80s/90s (except very recently), so there you have it.

I just felt I had to explain, but I should mention that we did take her to 2 Fall festivals. Next year, she will be decked out! Guess I should start working on that now…

18 hours from the moment I type this, Jay & I will be on the first of three flights to get to Hawaii. My stomach has been in knots because of a) the excitement about the trip, b) the overwhelming dread of being away from Jenna for a whole week, c) the prospect of being a stay-at-home mom when we return, and d) some other recent crap that I do not want to post about. You know that song “Roller Coaster” by Red Hot Chili Peppers? Well, I know that wasn’t the original, but it’s the one I like. Anyway, that’s been running through my mind because that’s what I feel like. Even though it’s not really relevant to this situation. Well, OK, I just like the song.

For the past few days, I was thinking it’s not too late to cancel this trip. Or just take Jenna with us. That’s how apprehensive I’ve been. I KNOW she’ll have so much fun with her grandparents and I know they’re excited about keeping her, and I know Jay & I will have crazy fun on the trip and probaby cry when we have to come home. It’s win-win-win. Depite all that, I will miss her so much, I don’t know if I can stand it! Maybe it’s nothing a bunch of mai tais won’t fix. I will be so mad at myself if I worry about her the whole time and let it ruin the trip, only to come home and find that she didn’t even miss us at all. Which she won’t. Yesterday my mom came with me to pick her up from daycare so she could see how everything works. Jenna was so excited to see her that she didn’t even want me to hold her or kiss her. Nope, all about Gramma. So I can see that she probably won’t even think about us. It makes me feel better, but I still won’t make me miss her any less! I know, no one can feel sorry for somebody who’s about to go to Hawaii for a week.

Oh, the other day, Jenna was playing outside with us, and she said “poo poo” while holding the back of her shorts. Yeah! She told us she had poo poo! Mom & Dad, you’re going to have her all potty trained when we get back, right?