Had a nasty squall line of thunderstorms come through here yesterday about 5 PM with 40 MPH winds and heavy rain. The showers continued until almost 8:00, which is when a lot of the younger kids are wrapping up the trick-or-treating anyway. As a result, we still went through about 12 bags of candy, but only because I was giving out handfuls to the few kids who showed up. We finally wrapped things up around 8:45 - a full hour later than we ran out of candy last year - mostly because the only people coming around were "no-good teenagers."
She Who Shall Not Be Named made the rounds with us to a few neighbor homes - she and The Wife shared the umbrella while I dutifully followed behind with the bag, completing my wet rat costume quite nicely. Her costume? It depended on who was asking. To the powers that be at her day care and our neighbors with the "God Listens" bumper stickers, she was Princess Jasmine. To everyone else, she was "Kabbalah Madonna," with red string and everything.
Oh, give us a break. This is probably the last year where we get to pick her costume for her.
I think that dressing up your children and teaching them inappropriate tricks are among the better reasons to have them in the first place.
To the tune of Hava Nagila...
Kabbalah Madonna, Kabbalah Madonna,
Kabbalah Madonna, nee Esther,
Kabbalah Madonna, Kabbalah Madonna,
Kabbalah Madonna, Guy-ee Richiee.
Pete, picture please?
Pete, my friends have twins about your girl's age, maybe a little older. Just thought I'd share a picture of them as Team Zissou interns (they had taken off the red wool hats, as they were too itchy).