Not every day can be a day filled with writing. I have other pesky roles to fulfill. This week I played costume designer. My oldest son is quite crazy about his Legos. It makes birthdays and Christmas easy, but ugh! his Lego obsession is making Halloween this year extra hard. Ever since he saw the Lego movie he has said for Halloween he wanted to be Lord Business. Well, guess what? You can’t buy a Lord Business costume. He was undeterred. “You can make it for me,” he said to me. And like the crazy overachieving woman I am, I accepted the challenge. Seven hours, a knife wound in my hand from cutting cardboard, over thirty hot-glue sticks, and a good headache from all the spray paint fumes, his helmet and legs are finished—all for one night of going door-to-door begging for candy. It’s probably not worth all the effort, but I’m a mom who sometimes just can’t say no to her kids. The boy owes me big time.