Halloween 2009

Despite me thinking that Melita was too young to dress up and go trick-or-treating and actually get something from it, I caved into peer pressure and bought her a costume and met up with the family so Melita could go trick-or-treating with her cousins. Buying the costume was challenging because I knew that A) Melita wouldn't wear anything on her head/face, B) it had to be warm, and C) Reagan wanted it to be scary. I don't know about you, but I have not very often seen scary costumes made for 18 month olds. Most costumes for that age group are cute animal creatures which comprise of some sort of hood/hat and mask/paint to go with it. Believe it or not, I actually hit the jackpot at Walmart. Behold, Melita the Skeleton!

I will point out that my predictions about Halloween were correct and Melita didn't understand it at all. She was scared and confused most of the night, refused to walk, and cried until we took her costume off. Her costume that was basically just a nylon jumpsuit with which she was wearing leggings and a t-shirt. Oh well. There is always next year!

Reagan and I actually got a Halloween present and were given a free night of babysitting. So after trick-or-treating with Melita for about an hour, we snuck away and met up with some old friends and headed to Wurstfest to eat, drink, and be merry!

Reagan left Wednesday afternoon to go hikling in Big Bend for 5 days. So I have been the single responsible adult since Wednesday afternoon. I am T-I-R-E-D. Needless to say, I am definitely due a night out when he gets back. 17 month olds are demanding!