October 1 marks the beginning of three months of nonstop holidays.

Fall brings us indoors and brings us closer together. Still, there are enough parties, celebrations and gift-giving crammed in the coming months to send the most sane mothers among us to the edge. Just when I think I can’t cook another cookie or wrap another gift it all comes to a halt.

First up on our list this year is the family portrait. Family and friends must be updated on the highlights of the year and get a look at the little darlings. Yes, I am already thinking about Christmas cards and possibly a photo Christmas ornament this year. But first we need a color palette. This one comes from OldNavy.com and should photograph well. Now all we have to do is smile at the same time, keep our eyes open and otherwise avoid any picture-taking disasters.

Halloween comes right after the family portrait. I’ve decided to make costumes this year. No, I don’t know how to sew, unless you count that one semester I spent in Home Economics 27 years ago. Hey, I passed. That should count for something.

Nadia wants to be Cinderella, and Simone has her heart set on being Silvermist. If you don’t know who she is, you need to retake Fairies 101.

I’ve purchased enough tulle, glitter and sequins to outfit several fairies because there could be, er, mistakes, and I don’t want to run up to the local craft store every five minutes. The wings for the Silvermist costume could prove problematic, but I’m going to try fashioning them out of wire hangers, stockings and glitter. Notice how I’m starting the project early in the month just in case something goes wrong and I have to run to the local discount store and pretend I had planned to purchase the costumes from the very beginning. The good news or bad news, depending on how you look at it, is that I will dare to share the highs and lows of it all. Wish me luck. I’m certainly going to need it.

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  • class factotum

    I’ve decided to make costumes this year.

    One year, my mom took brown paper bags, drew faces on them, cut holes for our eyes, and put them on our heads as our costumes. I have photographic proof.

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