14 Months, Whatever, It's Halloween

Halloween is the most awesomest thing ever. It's nice to look at the houses where people have really gotten into it and just imagine them lovingly draping the cobwebs from the severed head to the rotting corpse.

I had Halloween candy for dinner. I am so sweet.

Best thing about big day care center: enormous group of small children in Halloween costumes. (It's cool to put pictures of other people's kids on the Internet, right?)

I unplugged our (radio frequency) doorbell because every time a trick-or-treater came one of us would have to squash Snuffy's face to keep him from barking while the other one handed out candy. I am pleased to report that we have the only flame cauldron on the block.

Dylan and I went to a couple of friends' houses to show off her costume. They live on a residential street that's right off a busy road, so the residents were ready to have trick-or-treaters but weren't getting many. We ran into one woman walking down the street who was very concerned she had missed us trying to visit her house. One house really went all out -- torches, bats, strobe lights, every floor had some display. The occupants were all outside smoking and drinking to admire their work.

Dylan's costume was way too warm for the temperature today and as a result she was exceedingly cranky every time we put it on her. I tried to teach her to suffer for fashion, but she was having none of it. Even after it cooled off in the evening she was not very happy, particularly when her friend Maya the ladybug came over for a little ladybug vs kangaroo action. Here is Maya, who is five months old:

Here they are in the big smackdown:


And here is Dylan, whose takes on Angry and Pouty are varied and subtle: