Although La Luz is still operating off of a sugar high that started sometime around 5 p.m. yesterday, I managed to get her tucked into bed by 7:30 p.m. (thanks, I am sure, to the time change). I watched the excitement and the craziness of Halloween through her eyes and I just don't think it could have been any more spectacular. We spent Saturday night at Margot and Walker's hanging out with friends and family, enjoying the street party that went on for blocks and thinking that there isn't a more perfect way to celebrate Halloween.
Here she is, ready to go:
Waiting, so patiently, for the sun to set and for trick or treating to begin:
Jamesy, so much less enthused about costumes and candy:
and by the end of the night it was something like this, La Luz eating a pixie stick that was longer than she is tall - at some point she figured out that physics dictated a change of position and decided it would be best to lie down:
and James, chewing on a Strawberry Shortcake Dream house toilet:
La Luz woke up this morning wondering why we couldn't just trick or treat every night. It was all that fantastic to her and I really remember that feeling. It is so hard to explain to her that she wouldn't appreciate it as much if she did it every night; that is not a concept that she can wrap her head around. When you are 4 years old there is no such thing as too much of a good thing.