Brooklynn presenting herself to the downstairs group of admirers dressed in her costume for the first time, make-up and all. She exited the elevator, and in the most divinely over-dramatic way (cue angelic choir) stood in front of them with radiant happiness without saying a single word. This went on for some time as she let them admire. Then she turned, and very gracefully (and slowly) walked away (quite a contrast from the goofy jumping bean she typically is). SHE was FINALLY a real mermaid.
Getting out of the car in the dark of night to trick-or-treat in a nearby neighborhood, when the lights from the street lights caught her costume and shattered a million glistening sparkles from her mermaid tail. "MOM!" she said in whispered awe, "I am BEAUTIFUL!"
I made the mistake of dressing Blake before we got in the car to drive to Palm Springs. Of coarse, there was a blow out on the way, so we got to wear the costume long enough for me to take this photo. Lovely. :)
Pumpkin carving was absolutely joyful. Our first year of doing this tradition, because Brooklynn is finally big enough to participate. The smell of pumpkins as you spill their guts all over the table, the glee as Brooklynn picked out the face she wanted to carve, the spooky music in the background . . . it was a night full of joy.
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