Ermahgerd, am I really going to attempt to blog every day in November? I don’t even know if this is possible. Maybe I’ll just pledge to blog some in November, which is more than the none I have been doing. Also, HOW IS IT NOVEMBER?! I’m going to have to start thinking about Christmas. And probably Thanksgiving. My event planning skills leave much to be desired.
ANYWAY, seeing as it’s the day after Halloween, I guess this post will be about that. It was unpleasantly cold this year, which meant bulky coats covering the girls’ costumes, but I didn’t put a whole lot of effort into creating them, so that’s ok. If I had spent hours toiling over crafting handmade costumes, then maybe I’d be more irate. Luckily I am the anti-crafter so this wasn’t an issue.
When I first asked Rory what she wanted to be for Halloween, she declared, “An airplane!” Yeah, she dressed as an airplane last year. I gently suggested choosing something different. For a few weeks this was “a fishy!” I had almost started scouring the internet for fish costumes when she changed her mind and wanted to be a ballerina. Procrastination pays off, people. And Raelin, well, since she’s too little to express her opinion on the matter, I got to pick out the most ridiculous little garden gnome costume for her to wear.
Every five minutes, all day long, Rory asked me if it was time to trick-or-treat yet. I was on the verge of losing my damn mind, but her excitement was pretty cute. By the time I put her costume on that evening, she was practically running laps around the house, shouting things about ballerinas and twirling and candy. We all went out and visited around 10 houses before deciding enough was enough. It was freezing, Rory didn’t want to walk anymore, and her little basket was full. How much candy does a 3 year old need, really? The answer is probably one mini-sized candy bar, and the rest gets consumed by the parents, which is not great for the love handle situation.
Halloween 2012: Success!