True to Cassidy form, she insisted on wearing her boots with her Tinkerbell costume for trick-or-treating! It was a bit cool out, so we threw on a tshirt under her costume and headed out to collect some candy.
We made our way down a few blocks of our neighborhood to collect some candy and see the decorations. For over a week we had been making a nightly walk to visit the "purple spider", the ghosts, and the skeletons (which she had to shake hands with) that decorated the lawns of the houses down the block. We also made our way a few times to visit the giant (seriously, as tall as the house) black cat that was often blown up around bed time.
Papa handed out our candy on the corner (for some bizarre reason, in our neighborhood the kids just go around the outside instead of down each street) while Nana walked along with us. Cassidy was a bit overwhelmed with all the people on the street but caught on quickly when she saw that there was candy involved. She did really well in spite of getting a late start because of dinner, a meltdown while putting on the costume (she couldn't decide if she should be tinkerbell or last year's lamb), and repeated requests for mommy to carry her.
We are still eating something from the pumpkin every night for "chocolate eye", though we have run out of the "good candy" and are resorting to tootsie rolls in various shapes and flavors.
