Halloween

Okay, I am a complete pile of Mommy-goo right now. My youngest daughter just melted my heart.

We went out trick-or-treating, her brother dressed as Yoda, and she was in her stroller dolled up like a pumpkin. At the first house, she hung back, not sure what was going on. Then when she was offered candy, they tried to put it in her plastic bucket. Her eyes widened and she wanted to hold it. Only when she was sure I wasn’t going to take it, did she allow me to put it in the bucket.

At the next house, they held out a tray and let her choose. Instead of one piece, my darling pumpkin reached in with both mitts, in complete chocolate adoration (it’s hereditary). :hungry: I made her put some of it back and she managed to say, “Tank oo” (thank you). :hello2:

Third house–she wanted to say “Trick or treat” like the other kids, but just couldn’t get her mouth around it. Instead she looked the neighbors in the eye and chatted, “Da da da da da…tank oo! Bye bye!” and after giggling, she stuffed the candy in her bucket and trotted off. :dance:

She had an absolute blast and I was just dying, watching her try to be a big girl. Sniffle.

I’m going to blink and she’ll be walking down the aisle.