
Once again, our Halloween was very un-Halloweeny. Perhaps even less this year than last. I did make a costume for Anne, but she did not wear it. Neither Scott nor I dressed up either. As I am writing this post, Scott says, "This whole Halloween thing is pretty traumatic for you, isn't it?"
Yes. It is.
I used to have like, 3 costumes per Halloween. One for the school party, one for the church party, and one for the actual night of trick-or-treating. I could do this because my mom loved to help us create unique costumes and also because we had a very good stash of random dress-ups to work with (also because of my mom). Here in PA, however, where there are weird regulations about when you can and can't go trick-or-treating (as in it's definitely restricted to a few specific hours and is NEVER actually on Halloween) we had nowhere to go. So, who wants to be all dressed up with nowhere to go?
Maybe that supports the idea that the only reason to dress up is to be seen, and maybe so. Instead of anything with pumpkins besides the pumpkin cookies I made on Friday, we drove to D.C. for a trip to the temple and some museum time with our friends Alan and Lyanna. They discovered, while so graciously watching Anne so we could go to the temple, that Anne is able to drink from a bottle, but only if she is the one holding it. She likes to play with it and poke it into her eye, then nose, then mouth and finally take a few sucks. Hooray!
My favorite thing about the weekend was trying a few of
Georgetown Cupcake's cupcakes. WOW! I realize that cupcakes are kind of ridiculously faddish right now, but if ever a confection had reason to be cool, these ones have it. They were flavorful, fresh, dense, moist, and beautiful. My favorite was the lemon berry that tasted exactly like the best raspberry lemonade you ever drank. Aah. Sugar is what Halloween is about. Hope yours was happy!
Oh, and if you visit Georgetown cupcake's website, you'll have a fun time. Their branding is chic and the opening site is a place to play!