Monday, November 2, 2009


I've never really been that big a fan of Halloween.  We don't decorate the house or buy a ton of candy or anything.  So I didn't put a ton of thought into what Elizabeth was going to be because I knew we weren't going to go anywhere.  They had a trunk or treat at the YMCA and also church, but they were both on nights that Scott couldn't go and I didn't want to experience all that fun on my own. (ha!)

So Halloween night rolled around and I put the candy by the door and Scott asked if we were going to dress up Elizabeth.  We had been given a hand me down flower costume from the Campbell's that "we'd been hauling around for over 800 miles" (quote, my husband) and that's what I was going to try her in.

The first five seconds were successful and then I think she got freaked out and started fussing.  My child isn't crazy about stuff on her head anyway and a giant flower head is no exception to that rule.  We ended up turning on "her programs" (Sprouts) and that appeased her until the doorbell started ringing and she was able to hand out candy. Crisis struck again when we had to take a pack of M&M's away from her because she was eating through the wrapper and this mood lasted since the Tennessee / South Carolina game had started.

We left the front porch light on for an hour and then turned it off to get ready for bed and our cranky little flower was more than ready.  I missed Gary McSwain trying to scare the pants off me, but all in all, it wasn't a bad night.  Early bedtime for everyone and then an early wake up call, since 15 months old don't understand the meaning of daylight savings time.

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