The Day After

It's the day after Halloween and what we doing? Recovering, watching "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" and eating candy, of course.

Last night was so much fun. C was an angel (in both costume and behavior) and we spent the night trick-or-treating with cousin Abigail and some of her friends. The best part? Daddy's business trip to NY was canceled because of Hurricane Sandy, so he got to come with us!

This was C's first year trick-or-treating. She technically went last year, but spent most of the night asleep in a stroller in her snugly pink poodle costume.

This year, she was a bit reluctant to go up to the first few houses; but after a few pieces of chocolate, she was in much better spirits and started to really enjoy herself as she ran down the street holding mine and Husband's hands and her little candy bag.

After a long night of trick-or-treat fun, we came back to cousin Abigail's house for a little play time.

It was so nice to spend the night with family and watch C take in all the action of her first big girl Halloween. Now I just need someone to remove the candy from my house because I forgot how much I love Skittles... and Snickers... and Reese's...

Oy, With the Poodles Already

Halloween was always fun growing up. My sister and I wore matching costumes, almost always a Disney princess. We trick or treated with our friends, taking turns hosting each year so we could try different neighborhoods. We painted our front window, carved pumpkins, made ghost cookies, and ate way too much candy. It was awesome.

In college and a few years after, it was an excuse for parties with trash cans full of unidentified punch and scantily clad costumes often involving thigh highs.

Fast forward a few years and our experience is slightly different with a little one. I made the infamous ghost cookies (even though Husband and I ate most of them). And C helped me clean out pumpkins for carving, experiencing the gooey fun for the very first time.

And we were charged with finding the perfect first costume for our little trick or treater. I think we nailed it.

Our pink poodle!

Cousin Abigail loves baby Catherine!

We spent the evening with cousin Abigail and Aunt Beth and Uncle Clay. Their neighborhood was perfect for trick or treating and C loved the view from her stroller of kids running all over the place. She was a trooper and was wide awake in her snuggly poodle costume well past her bed time. We had such a good time and cannot wait for next year. I think trick or treating with sweet Abigail might just become a tradition. Holidays are so much more fun with tiny people!

And just for fun, look at what sweet Abigail was for her first Halloween four years ago:

Great minds think alike :)