The Hallo-weiner

The one drawback to living in NYC, is living far away from my niece and nephew. I used to get to visit with them about once a week, so extended periods without them are hard. I try to stay in contact with them as much as possible (via skype, phone calls, etc), but holidays times are particularly difficult. Halloween is coming up, and I won't get to see those little rascals in their costumes. So I did what any good Aunt would do, and sent them a Halloween care package.

Boo. Surprise!

One funny story about the package. I went to Barnes & Noble looking specifically for some Bearenstain bear books, since Sylvie is at an age where she finally "gets" them. As I was browsing the children's section, a woman stopped me and suggested that I just had to buy the Hallo-weiner. If Gus were just a little bit older, I might have. The story was all about a dachsund who's friends teased him in school and called him "weiner dog," and then his mom bought him a hot dog costume for halloween and he was ultra embarrassed. Long story short, weiner dog of course, saves the day in his weiner costume. The woman at the store said she was a school teacher, and her kids laughed and laughed at this book. I don't doubt it. Maybe next year, when Sylvie is really primed to understand it, and Gus is actually speaking words. For now, they'll have to deal with my version of Trick or Treat.
In other news, I found a couple of random scores at Target this week. My new kitchen rug makes me oh so happy. It's bright, fun, and full of the fall colors I just can't get enough of. I also managed to snag a new Converse dress. I've been feeling very unfashionable around these parts with my lazy jeans and t-shirts (hello, fashion capital), so a dress was much needed. Paired with my long sweater, some grey tights and boots, I finally feel like I fit in with all these hipsters a little more. A least enough to mingle with them while eating soup. Stay tuned tomorrow for a Soup festival update!

Target Finds