Annabelle initially planned to be a mermaid-witch-ballerina-princess for Halloween. She ended up narrowing it down to Cinderella, and we have the whole costume complete with glass slippers, sparkling ballgown and crown. Now that it’s two days before the big event, things have changed once again.
Scenario from the bathtub tonight:
“Mom! I want to be a mermaid for Halloween!” (This said with great gusto.)
“I thought you were going to be Cinderella.” (This said with amused weariness.)
“I changed my mind! I lost my marbles.” (This said with big smile.)
Last year she wanted to be a princess until five minutes before we went trick-or-treating and she decided to be a Lullaby League munchkin from the Wizard of Oz. George decided to implement a yearly tradition laslt year of watching The Wizard of Oz every year. Thay’re obviously too little and we skip right to the munchkins and rarely get past that scene, but Annabelle loves it. Both the booboos are made about their father. As soon as they hear his voice they scream in delight and want him to hold them. Their favorite game with him is running around the pool table in the billiards room shouting “Ha!” every few steps. Annabelle loves to invent games with imaginative names and make up her own rules. Henry loves to follow her every move, imitating her and taking his cues from her. If she cries, he cries. If she screams, he screams.
We went on to a prolonged bedtime. They were almost asleep with their sleepiest faces on, when they rallied and started laughing and screaming and wrestling. I tried to be stern and make them go to sleep, but they had me laughing too hard.
