Mouse

Quinn wants to be a mouse for Halloween. A grey, fuzzy used- to-run-across-my-floor-before-we-got-Charlotte mouse. I'm so bored. Sue me, but I'd rather spend $50 on a beautiful dress up to be loved for years to come than spend $50 on supplies to ruin a dumb mouse costume -- I'm completely fine with neon a jerk about this -- because Quinn can't read.