Hallowe'en

The kids were so cute on Hallowe'en. Louise was dressed as a cat, Daniel as the cat in the hat. I dressed in a bright animal print with a crown - maybe queen of the jungle? At least that's how it feels most days.

Louise had to be the most enthusiastic trick-or-treater out there. Once she discovered that she could hold her own bag (swinging it wildly with candy flying out), and that people would put stuff in it - she was off and running. Or at least running as well as she could - which is barely without the costume, and even more limited with it. The moment the door closed, she was toddling quickly off down the next driveway. Since we were only visiting friends, we had to run to keep up with her for frequent redirection. Fortunately she would get stuck at every set of stairs, (she needs a hand) so we could catch her.

Daniel, had somewhere learned "trick-or-treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat" and wouldn't be persuaded that it was ok to stop at "trick-or-treat". We compromised by teaching him to add an enthusiastic PLEASE at the end of the poem. Of course he could only manage to squeek it out, in a tiny high-pitched voice if I held his tail so he could be brave. So sweet.

Now, 7 houses - how are we going to get through the candy?