Hurray for the change of seasons! Listen, I love the summer and all, but that heat? It was beginning to get to me. I had missed my fuzzy socks and knee-high boots and hot drinks from Starbucks. And unlike the Winter (which I detest with every fiber of my being), I find Fall to be quite pleasant and pretty.
This past weekend we introduced Ella to Halloween. We figured that she’s old enough to enjoy the holiday’s festivities. BOY, WERE WE WRONG. First of all, let me put out this disclaimer: I never grew up celebrating Halloween and know precious little about this holiday. But then I thought, well, this might be our last Halloween in the U.S, so Ella should at least have some photos of herself “trick or treating” in costume.
COSTUME – this is where the disaster that was Halloween began. Many moms start planning their kids’ costumes months in advance. Many moms lovingly craft intricate, creative costumes from scratch. I am NOT one of those moms. I drove to the nearest store and bought the first thing I saw.
Unsurprisingly, I waited until one hour before we left for the “trick or treating” to see if the costume fit. It didn’t.
Despite the wardrobe malfunction, we pressed on with the festivities. When we arrived at the venue, the “trick or treating” was in full swing and the place was packed with kids. Kids in costumes. And masks. Lots of masks. It was at this point that we discovered that Ella is TERRIFIED of masks. And, every single over-achieving mother in this doggone town decided that no child’s costume was complete without a mask. It was a tear-filled disaster. We lasted about 30 minutes before scooping up our scared toddler and heading back home.
It wasn’t all bad though. We got a decent amount of candy. I should say *I* got a decent amount of candy because Ella isn’t old enough to recognize candy for what it is (life is not fair, is it?). I couldn’t wait for her to go to bed so I could dig in. BUT THEN (!) she decided that she loved her bucket (BUCKET!) so much that she wanted to sleep with it. WITH ALL THE CANDY STILL INSIDE.
I had to wait until she fell asleep and then creep into her room like a common criminal and steal rescue the bucket from her death grip. Seriously. I had to pry her miniature fingers off the handle one by one. I was successful though and made away with the loot.
All in all, let’s just say that it was an experience. Photos were taken, tears were shed and memories were made.
Oh! Before I forget! It wouldn’t be Halloween without a pumpkin and Dr. Science carved one up. Surprise, surprise, it was science themed. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you “H1N1”.