Halloween, and other things
Nov. 1st, 2006 07:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fleaHair notes: mine is coming out like wow. So annoying, especially in the shower. I cut Casper's on Monday night, a little shorter than I meant to, and it surely needs some cleanup. It's a long bob again now; I didn't touch the front. I haven't really had a chance to see my handiwork yet since she's been in a bunny hood and/or had bedhead ever since the cut.
Casper was an angel on Halloween: no fussing, no whining, no crying, no arguing. They did stuff at school, and parents came in for the after-nap party. There were 3 bunnies, 2 lions, Tinkerbell, Cinderella, Dora, assorted other princesses, a fireman, and a mean witch.
Then we hustled home, got the Dillo into his caterpillar suit (he kept trying to eat the edges of the hood and losing his face inside it.) Off to the park for the annual scary story and parade. All the neighborhood kids are getting so big! Except for the new ones I don't know yet. Best costumes - a zebra with great face paint, an emperor penguin with a plastic egg taped to her foot, beautiful fairies, biker chick 18 month old, a daddy in a big 'fro.
Then we hustled home again, and I forced Casper and mr. flea to eat dinner before heading out. I couldn't tell who was more excited as they set up the pumpkins with candles and started their glow sticks. They were gone a long time - the did our block, the short block of the biug cross street, and the next block, which had some very good pumpkins. Casper was unable to carry her (small plastic pumpkin) candy bag after a while, and netted 54 pieces of candy. mr. flea reported that in a darkish stretch between houses (which, note, we live in a dense urban neighborhood, with 50 foot wide lots) she said, "We are lost in the middle of the darkness" and sat down on a dark house's front steps. She was very good about sharing candy when she came home, and ate 2 lollipops and half a tiny bag of m and ms, then moved on to popcorn. Then went to bed with me and was chatty chatty chatty, so excited and happy. (Woke up crying for candy this morning, but that's another story...)
Casper was an angel on Halloween: no fussing, no whining, no crying, no arguing. They did stuff at school, and parents came in for the after-nap party. There were 3 bunnies, 2 lions, Tinkerbell, Cinderella, Dora, assorted other princesses, a fireman, and a mean witch.
Then we hustled home, got the Dillo into his caterpillar suit (he kept trying to eat the edges of the hood and losing his face inside it.) Off to the park for the annual scary story and parade. All the neighborhood kids are getting so big! Except for the new ones I don't know yet. Best costumes - a zebra with great face paint, an emperor penguin with a plastic egg taped to her foot, beautiful fairies, biker chick 18 month old, a daddy in a big 'fro.
Then we hustled home again, and I forced Casper and mr. flea to eat dinner before heading out. I couldn't tell who was more excited as they set up the pumpkins with candles and started their glow sticks. They were gone a long time - the did our block, the short block of the biug cross street, and the next block, which had some very good pumpkins. Casper was unable to carry her (small plastic pumpkin) candy bag after a while, and netted 54 pieces of candy. mr. flea reported that in a darkish stretch between houses (which, note, we live in a dense urban neighborhood, with 50 foot wide lots) she said, "We are lost in the middle of the darkness" and sat down on a dark house's front steps. She was very good about sharing candy when she came home, and ate 2 lollipops and half a tiny bag of m and ms, then moved on to popcorn. Then went to bed with me and was chatty chatty chatty, so excited and happy. (Woke up crying for candy this morning, but that's another story...)