So, Allie wanted to dress up this year. She insisted on being a mummy, but instead of
wasting using toilet paper, she wanted me to use sparkly netting:
I told her people might not “get” her costume, but she didn’t care. I told her that people weren’t going to want to give her candy, and she got MAD.
|RAWWWWWWR GIMME CANDY RAAAWWWWWRRRR|
I told her to behave herself, and she promptly tried to eat my witch (note: not this witch. Allie could totally eat her for me.)
Sigh. Guess I’ll be having some awkward conversations with the neighbors while trick or treating tonight. Gators.