|Cupcake dress rehearsal on 10.30|
|Reach for the sky....|
And then...somewhat predictibly...they completely changed their minds at 5:05pm Halloween night, as we were leaving the house to go to our party.
(note: by "changed their minds" I really mean pitched fits at the prospect of wearing previously-wonderful costumes and now insisting on totally different ones)
I'm proud to say that I rolled with the punches on this one. Normally, I freak out when there is any deviation from "The Plan." And I make it a policy not to negotiate with terrorists throwing a tantrum just to get their way. But in this case, the whole point of trick-or-treating is for the kids to have fun, and I don't really care if they are a cowboy and a cupcake, as long as they are happy.
|"I'm SUPER BARRRRRETTTTTT!!"|
|This is THE ONLY picture of them together. All night. |
Neither is looking at the camera and Charlotte doesn't have her ladybug costume pulled down over her little pumpkin. Sigh.