Oh, I know I should finish my three-part blog post, but I'd rather show off some fun pictures instead. As it turned out, I didn't get any pictures of Julianne--only a video that I need to edit down--but she didn't dress up for the evening anyway. Or at least, she dressed up as Super Baby who can take off with a handful of candy at lightning quick pace.
As for Syd...oh, we were waiting all day long for Daddy to get home and take her out through the neighborhood. Free candy? Mercy. There's no way she's missing that event.
She has had her Trick-or-Treat outfit picked out for a month. It's her favorite princess dress (that was originally a Valentine's Day dress from Grandpa Steve), and she was certain it would woo the candy right away from our neighbors.
Since it was cold outside tonight, then she had to wear two long-sleeved shirts under her dress, tights, and a fabulous chenille cape. Dress to impress to get candy for the Princess. Repeat it with me! Dress to impress to get candy for the Princess!
And, of course, no night out on the town is complete without our hat and kid gloves. There was a bit of trickery involved in getting the gloves on since Jason wasn't aware that there were right and left gloves, but he managed. You can see that I had nothing to do with the dressing up since, as I have mentioned before, if Daddy is home then there's no sense paying much attention to me. I can just make myself useful and hold the camera. Or the baby. Or whatever, as long as I'm not interfering with whatever Daddy is doing.
Ready to head out! Soccer bag in tow to collect the pounds of candy that our neighbors are willing to bestow upon small and impressionable children.
Off they go, Daisy barking at all threatening ghosts and goblins and scary chipmunks that cross the Princess's path. Sydney did have a change of heart about her shoes when she got to the top of the driveway. She had wanted to wear princess shoes--slip-on, heeled shoes--even though I told her that even though I support and endorse wearing heels, they aren't exactly trick-or-treating attire. She finally agreed with me and changed into her new pink tennis shoes. They have little sparkles on them, so they are still princess attire.
Reveling in the bounty of the evening. She was, Jason said, a fabulous princess who remembered to always say Trick-or-Treat and Thank-you at the appropriate time. Manners are very important for princesses. Moderation is also important, so she allowed herself two pieces of candy. We won't mention how much candy I ate tonight. Let's just say I do not follow the code of conduct befitting a princess.
Candy munched, teeth brushed, bedtime stories told.
The clock didn't need to strike midnight before this princess turned into a sleepy pumpkin.
And good night.