When you find out 1 hour and 15 minutes beforehand that the Boy Scout meeting tonight is actually going to be a costume party - and that one of your kids (thankfully only one!) refuses to just pull something out of the Halloween Box because he has a "vision!" And it's really the last thing you need to deal with at the moment (at any moment!) after a long day - but somehow, through some sort of costuming miracle - you manage to pull it off... Mom for the win! ;-)
@chard the poor boy is technically only 12 - he just happened to turn into a giant over the summer... Although he knows his trick or treating days are numbered so he's trying to make the most if them while he can! ;)