Daisy's Halloween

She was a cowgirl. She wore a little fringe-y salmon-colored dress that her great-grandmother made, and I believe there are pictures of me at her age wearing it--I have to try to find them. Completing the ensemble were black boots and a kerchief tied around the neck; my mom bought a pirate hat and squashed it in the middle to look more like a cowboy hat, but a) she wouldn't keep it on and b) it still looked like a pirate hat.

She also visited a pumpkin patch and tried to put pumpkins on her head (like in her beloved Dr. Seuss book _Ten Apples Up on Top_). [Side note: Today she put a rubber duck on her head and enunciated quite clearly, "One on top." She said it twice, with both Mark and me as witnesses!]

She behaved quite abominably at the Halloween party, being a cranky fussbudget the whole time, but it was still fun to see all the babies in their costumes (thank you, host Lisa!). We also went to a parade of costumed babies and their parents down Chestnut Street. The parade organizers handed out orange and black balloons and many of the businesses along the street were handing out trick or treat items. I actually gave Daisy mini M and Ms... I wouldn't have thought she was ready for candy, but she enjoyed them to a frightening extent.

It has been a pretty fun Halloween.