Halloween this year was like all holidays with young children: a mix of the totally magical and the totally exasperating. We might as well have been hot-pokering Nolie for how much she screamed getting into her dragon costume. And she's also going through this incredibly piercing screech-owl phase, so Nolie screaming is wicked intense. But she loved being out in the wagon, which is her favorite place on the planet, and enjoyed picking handfuls of candy out of the bowls (and then shoving the candy, still wrappered, in her mouth. I wondered how much pee is on those wrappers, but then decided just to let it go. For once.)
Addie had an awesome time pretty much throughout. That girl would have trick or treated all night long if we let her. She'd ring the doorbell, scream trick or treat, and then jump up and down, wiggling and giggling when people gave her candy. Then we let her have two pieces of candy when we got back, and she chose to unwrap two dum-dums and suck on them at the same time. "This one's sweet, Mom! And this one is sour! Now sweet! Now sour!" Cuteness incarnate.
Until the sugar-high wore off, at which point she turned into someone I no longer wanted to be associated with.
The obligatory pics:
Addie had an awesome time pretty much throughout. That girl would have trick or treated all night long if we let her. She'd ring the doorbell, scream trick or treat, and then jump up and down, wiggling and giggling when people gave her candy. Then we let her have two pieces of candy when we got back, and she chose to unwrap two dum-dums and suck on them at the same time. "This one's sweet, Mom! And this one is sour! Now sweet! Now sour!" Cuteness incarnate.
Until the sugar-high wore off, at which point she turned into someone I no longer wanted to be associated with.
The obligatory pics:
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