[/caption][caption id="attachment_1380" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="This poor little pumpkin ended up with about 20 layers of paint on it."]
[/caption][caption id="attachment_1379" align="aligncenter" width="492" caption="She started out walking, but once she figured out that she was getting candy from each house, she started running."]
[/caption][caption id="attachment_1377" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Scoring her first piece of loot."]
[/caption][caption id="attachment_1378" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Proud of their pumpkin carving skillz."]
[/caption]We had such a great time this year. It was so fun to watch how excited Poppy was to go from house to house. Oh, and then she loved handing out candy to all of the trick-or-treaters that came to our house. Except if they had a scary mask on, then she would hold onto their candy and say "Poppy no like that!" while she pointed to their mask.
And apparently she didn't get the memo that she was supposed to sleep in an hour this morning for daylight savings time. She actually decided to get up an hour earlier than usual, which technically made it 4:30am!!! Every couple of minutes I kept hearing her say, "mommy, daddy, where are you? Open door mommy, daddy!". But she didn't sound upset, so I just tried to go back to sleep, hoping that she would do the same. After an hour of hearing her call out for me, I finally decided to get up. I opened her door to see that she had turned her light on, taken off her pull-up diaper, put her pajama pants back on, and was attempting to put her wet diaper on her baby dolls, while saying "Poppy no want that - it wet." Nice.





















