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| artwork - courtesy of Ainsley V. (Those black lines to the side of the nose? They are cheeks.) |
So, it has taken FOREVER for me to get this post up. Blogger has not been nice about uploading photos for me lately. But it's here!
Ains really got into Halloween this year. She was...
Yep, SNOW WHITE.
This girl is SOO into princesses (Disney preferred). So unlike myself as a child. I have no idea where she gets it. I especially love the throwing herself to the ground and then demanding that someone be the prince and kiss her. (And whoa to the chump who wrinkles, soils, or otherwise messes up her dress.)
Halloween night proved to be movie re-enactment-free. We walked, with our neighbor friends, down the street to "Hilloween" (Halloween on the Hill) - an insane mob of locals with toting all manner of costumed kid. Free - and complete with moon bounce, hay ride, a balloon shaping guy, face painters, etc.
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| a taste of kid-friendly "hot" apple cider |
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| hay ride |
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| Ains and Jas sat on the edge of the wagon |
Ains had insisted "We aren't ready for Halloween yet, we don't have a spooky house." So - we made it spooky.
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| I'm sure the mail lady appreciated crawling under this web each day. :) |
After Hilloween, our dear friends and neighbors invited us in for macNcheese casserole dinner before trick or treating with the girls.
Best moment of the night?
When a man handed out packets of instant hot chocolate - and Ainsley picks it up out of her bucket, turns it over in her hand, then gives it back saying "No thanks. I don't want that one." Then turns and walks down the stairs to a mortified mother on the sidewalk.
When I finally thought of a way to explain how (and why) this wasn't polite, she responded:
"But I don't want to make my own hot chocolate. I want someone else to make it for me. We can go to the coffee shop tomorrow and get some, Mommy."
