46 FLOORS. 2 TRICK-OR-TREATERS. GO FIGURE.

Angry shroud cookies. Not turds.

It's HALLOWEEN! Or at least it was 3 days ago. My kid's still recovering. Want to terrify my toddler? Just answer your door wearing an Edvard Munch scream mask.

It was a pretty scary day for little guys all around. We tried to go to our building's Halloween party but after 3 minutes of darkness and masks and strobe lights everyone under the age of 2 was DONE. We tried to relax at home with some Playdoh but someone (ahem) decided to stick the entire lid in his mouth. (Think it's not possible to choke on a Playdoh lid? Wait until it gets rammed down your toddler's throat when they try to close their lips. So much for vaguely distracted supervision...)

Terror aside, he loved being a bee! We've worn that costume every day for the past 2 weeks and he shows no sign of tiring which is great, especially since it means we get to have conversations like this.

Me: "Hey bub, what does a bee say?"
Owen: (wiggling his hips back and forth) "WOCKA-WOCKA!"

I have no idea how Fozzie got into the mix but I'm not about to say anything. That level of awesome shouldn't be corrected.

Just like two peas in a pod! (Or bees in a boat, as the case may be.)

WOCKA- WOCKA!

In other news, Random House has posted a book trailer on Matt's website! (Who knew books had trailers?) There should be a video Q&A up soon too, if you want to see Matt in action. Unfortunately Powerless got bumped from Borders' front table by those Diary of a Wimpy Kid books (drat!) but he just got a killer review from Publishers Weekly so that helps soften the blow. My Babble piece keeps bringing out the haters (the comments started out so nice...) but I did manage to snag a job from ever-awesome Time Out New York Kids. I'll be interviewing two of my former college classmates about what it's like to raise a family of 4 in NYC. (Naptime. How?) Two other big-deal parenting mags are also hanging on to some pitches so fingers crossed, crossed, crossed. Diapers must be bought!