Crappy Halloween

What could be better to a nearly four year old than free candy?  Wearing a princess “dress-up” out of the house!


Halloween actually meant something to MG this year. She doesn’t remember much from our life in our old neighborhood, but the flower costumes definitely made an impact on her.  This year, she finally figured out that she got to choose her costume and of course she was all over that.  “I want to be a Princess!” (without hesitation).  Well, which princess?  “I want to be Sleeping Beauty, and Rapunzel, and Elsa, and Snow White!  Can I do that, mommy?”

Ultimately she chose to be Elsa for our church’s harvest party and then selected Sleeping Beauty for Halloween night.  (funny side note:  she’s actually still not seen Frozen, but those darn princesses are EVERYWHERE and by now MG knows their names and the names of all the characters in the movie.  But when people would say catchphrases to her about the movie, she would have no idea what they were talking about!)

The Harvest Party/Nursing Home party both landed on Wednesday evening.  Unfortunately, Bea was running a slight fever that day which grew worse as the evening wore on.  I could tell she wasn’t feeling well when all she wanted to do was be held at the party.  I’m sure it had nothing to do with the costume either.



When we told MG that the party was at church she kept talking about her friends in her little Sunday school class. There are only two other friends in the class and she kept mentioning them by name saying, “I hope they like my dress” <batting eyes and all>.  She did run into one of those friends, who did indeed, like her dress 🙂


The next day, the same viral sickness that was making Bea miserable hit N like a ton of bricks.  So much so that he came home from work early (I think he’s done that once?) and slept the entire afternoon.  MG and I took turns tending to our sick patients.

Finally, it was Friday.  Bea seemed to be feeling a bit better and so did Daddy.  We did have plans to go hang out and do some trick or treating with friends (who live in a neighborhood, because we don’t live in a neighborhood anymore—weird!  And we didn’t have a single trick or treater this year—weird!!).  But due to the ongoing fever we decided to bow out, knowing I could just take MG to some local festivities.  I took Bea to the doctor in the morning just to rule out anything serious.  I let MG wear her costume to the office and for errands later since it was Halloween and all.  She was over the moon!


Later that day, during her quiet time she told me she was going to take a nap (which she rarely does and it is NEVER announced) so I thought, “great, she’ll be well rested for our fun tonight!”  I was so excited to wake her up and help her get into her costume which she had picked out hours before.  Only, she woke up with a fever and feeling terrible.  Shaky, achey muscles, no appetite, and all she wanted to do was lay down.  She even said, “I don’t think I want to trick or treat tonight!”.  How pitiful is that?


At least she got some candy from the previous parties and our neighbors said they would save her some treats too.

Admittedly, I’m starting to get frustrated at how sick we’ve been this year (and really in just the past three months) and how many fun things we’ve had to sacrifice because of it.

Here’s to hoping for healthy immune systems this winter!



So in the excitement of announcing our pregnancy, I completely skipped over Halloween.

It was a great day.  MG debuted her cute little self  as a black kitty.   This year’s costume was a bit more Pottery-barn-esque as opposed to last year’s homemade version (which I tend to prefer).
 But a friend picked it up for me on clearance last year and, well, Halloween came and I had no drive to do anything else whatsoever.  I did, however, muster some energy to paint her face. Yay!
A few highlights:
-some friends came over to eat dinner and help pass out treats…it has become a yearly tradition
-for the fifth year in a row, we ran out of treats.  You would think we would be the wiser by now, but….we’re not.  2013 will be our year.  I can feel it.
-MG trick-or-treated at a few houses and loved it!  I loved it too because the only candy she cared about were dum-dums and I got the rest.  Child labor at it’s finest.
-she ate 3 dum-dums.  “Well, it IS Halloween” was my only justification
-she kept her ears on all night.  even long past trick-or-treating hours.  It was a Halloween miracle
-to my utter disappointment, there were no Gary sightings in the neighborhood. (UPDATE: Gary was reportedly spotted at his own house this year passing out full-sized candy bars.  We’ll see you in 2013, Gar!)
-at one house, a lady dressed as  witch declared to my MG, “and YOU are the cutest one of all!”
I  couldn’t agree more!
Happy (belated) Meow-lloween!


Happy October: In Conclusion

So today is the last day of October and it is time for my little October series to come to an end.

This little experience has been an overall good one but challenging as well.
I didn’t realize it would be so hard to come up with things to talk about.  I mean, there are a lot of things that make me happy.  But it is really hard for me to not lump things about my child in that mix.  Mostly because that’s what I do.  I’m a SAHM.  And I spend about 90% of my waking time with her.  So I guess it’s a good thing that I am fond of her, right?
But the point is, I wanted to divert away from the norm and try something new.
Even though some of my posts were borderline silly, I tried to balance those out with some artistic, sweet, and serious ones too.  I wanted a range. I did have one Mommy-related post, but that one lept at me and side-line what I had originally planned to talk about that day.  And because of that, I felt that it was meant to be.
To be completely honest, because I am so out of my normal element, I don’t think this was any of my best writing.  Probably not the posts I will want to go back and re-read in the future.
But the overall greatest surprise and joy from this experience was the comments.  When I first began this blog, I promised myself that I would never end posts by asking a question…or at least not a question that is not rhetorical.  Why?  Because I feel like no one ever really answers them.  Or maybe it’s just that I don’t ever really answer them so I was projecting my feelings onto this idea.  But I gave it a shot.  More so out of lack of a good ending (which is another pet-peeve of mine and why I really don’t like ending with questions in the first place because that is what they signal to me).  But then you answered.  Both in person and on the blog.  And I looooooooved reading and hearing your responses.  From the silly to the serious, they made me smile and tear up and laugh.  So thank you.
On Friday I will return with the regular stuff.  Or maybe even tomorrow.  Because I know you are all dying for a Halloween recap.  (MG is a cat, btw.  Again.).  Especially if something this epic happens again:
We are already placing bets on whether or not he will show up at the house again this year.  Apparently a certain family member lives in the neighborhood.  Should I ask for more than a picture this year?  Maybe a  t-shirt?  Already planning ahead.
Thanks for a great October, friends!