Halloween in our house is always a big deal. It was preceded by many days of Clara dithering over costume choice. She was pretty set on being a princess (with the occasional "ghost" or "ghost witch" thrown in) but which princess would she be and who would we all play as her supporting cast? And make no mistake, Gerald and I were background players and Freya was promoted to sidekick.
After much discussion Clara finally decided she would be Snow White. Freya would be the faithful Dopey, Mom would get to be the Poison Apple, and Dad would be the Magic Mirror. Halloween finally arrived, and it was an action packed day. I attended a Halloween Party in Clara's Pre-K class. There is nothing more fun than a bunch of 4 year olds clamoring to tell you about their costumes. (It was heavy on the superheroes and princesses)
Then it was home for the Halloween party I put together for the kids in our building. There were spooky decorations and a Monster Corn Hole game that I made. You had to "feed the monster" to get a prize.
|Feed the monster.|
|Freya tries her hand at the Monster game.|
|The only shot of all four of us.|
After the party, it was time to trick or treat - Freya's second time but her first where she could knock on doors. As each door opened, Freya happily walked into each person's apartment, much to their chagrin. Who needs a bowl of candy when you can go check out all those things on the coffee table?
|Freya on her way out from checking out an apartment.|
Freya made it through one building before Gerald whisked her off to bed. I kept going with Clara and her friend Sara. It was really fun and Clara is already talking about next year's costumes.
Shortly after we were hit with Election Day. Clara was excited to be voting, as she always is, but she was also excited about "voting for a girl" and talked a lot about Hillary Clinton. We went to vote as a family and Clara went with each of us to fill out our ballots. Clara insisted on helping me to bubble in my vote. It all felt so hopeful and exciting.
|Going in to vote.|
When the news came down the next day I tried to explain what happened to Clara without over burdening her with my disappointment. She worked it over in her mind and said: "Well, can't both of them share the job? It's good to share."
Wiser words were never spoken.