Halloween

Well, it was an eventful year. Lyla got to dress up twice. Once for school as a bumble bee, and once as Foofa from Yo Gabba Gabba. The lead-up to this day entailed Trent wearng the glasses and hat of his DJ Lance Rock costume on a regular basis, and Lyla wearing a combo of wings, pink hat and occasionally some antennae.

As usual, Lyla didn't nap, so as the parade at the end of our block ensued, Lyla started getting crabby. The revelers were merry, and Lyla was repeating how much she didn't want the pumpkin man giving out candy and playing a drum to come near us. Lyla is definitely not good in a crowd, and this place was like Filene's before a wedding gown sale. Packed to the gills with kids and parents. Luckily the mood broke when Lyla hit the slides, and she was pretty happy for the rest of the night after that.

We were afraid she'd be scared to go up to the houses, but she went right up and said Trick or Treat and Happy Halloween to each and every house. It was too cute, and too funny. She enjoyed getting the candy, but was definitely more interested in the decorations and pumpkins at the houses. One house had a ghost that danced when you clapped your hands. We were there for quite a while. The lady that lived there said she's had it since her daughter (who's out of the house now) was three. She said she loved it so much, that when she put it away in November, her daughter cried that she was putting her brother in the closet, and sobbed all day. Seriously, I feel like this ghost had the same impact on Lyla. Man, she loved that ghost.