Hallowe'en 2008
This was a pretty fun Hallowe'en. Margo had to learn to trick or treat, and readily would leap up from the supper table to practice by running to the front porch, knocking, coming in, and then standing there smiling, waiting for us to say "trick or treat." She's fascinated... infatuated... by the dark, so going out for a walk in a costume was probably in her top 10 best experiences ever. She loved her Winnie the Pooh costume (and seems to love Winnie the Pooh even more since she found out that Grandmaman and a few Tatis and cousins live in Winnie the Peg). And we met up with friends to do one side of a short block. All in all, kick ass.
(By the way, Margo is repeating a lot of things that we say, so I'm trying to curb things like "kick ass." She does, though, filter them with Margospeak, and having let "he went ape-shit" slip out when talking to Donna, had her parrot it back to me as "boy goed ape-caca, Papa.")
You could tell, though, that Margo was still learning the ropes. She pretty consistently tried to walk into people's houses when they would open the door. Her Hallowe'en buddy was obviously also still getting the hang of it, because he figured that he was supposed to give his candy to them. Ahhhh, the sweet naivete of being two.
It was interesting to see how treats changed since my day. I didn't realize that chips were still in. A lot more chocolate. Zero homemade stuff, which makes sense, I guess. A puzzle, which I thought was a neat idea. And, of course, the European neighbours who were also still learning the how Hallowe'en works, and
gave out loose gummi worms from a plastic container. At least I think they were gummi worms; Margo threw them in her mouth as soon as she got it. She said it was good, but she also says that dirt, lint, instant chicory grounds and apples dipped in ketchup are good, so, you know, I take it with a grain of salt.
Maude also had a kick-ass... er... "very good" costume, with Donna's appliquéing a ghost face on a receiving blanket and slinging it over her as she rode in the halter.
- Michel
(By the way, Margo is repeating a lot of things that we say, so I'm trying to curb things like "kick ass." She does, though, filter them with Margospeak, and having let "he went ape-shit" slip out when talking to Donna, had her parrot it back to me as "boy goed ape-caca, Papa.")
You could tell, though, that Margo was still learning the ropes. She pretty consistently tried to walk into people's houses when they would open the door. Her Hallowe'en buddy was obviously also still getting the hang of it, because he figured that he was supposed to give his candy to them. Ahhhh, the sweet naivete of being two.It was interesting to see how treats changed since my day. I didn't realize that chips were still in. A lot more chocolate. Zero homemade stuff, which makes sense, I guess. A puzzle, which I thought was a neat idea. And, of course, the European neighbours who were also still learning the how Hallowe'en works, and
gave out loose gummi worms from a plastic container. At least I think they were gummi worms; Margo threw them in her mouth as soon as she got it. She said it was good, but she also says that dirt, lint, instant chicory grounds and apples dipped in ketchup are good, so, you know, I take it with a grain of salt.Maude also had a kick-ass... er... "very good" costume, with Donna's appliquéing a ghost face on a receiving blanket and slinging it over her as she rode in the halter.
- Michel
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11:12 p.m.Olivier and Nanaiyu also loved Winnie the poo. However, Olivier called him Winnie-a-poo. In fact, it's from Tigger in Winnie the Poo, that Nana started to call Oliver, "Buddy Boy". She still does!
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