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Anyway, the "Scaaaawwwwyyy House" had been decked out since the first day of October. This is our daily conversation.
Me: "Ok ladies, let's walk to the Post Office."
The Comedian: (instantly whining) - "Aaaahhhh. I don't wike the scawwwyyyies."
Me: "It's fine honey, they are all fake." (stressing the word fake)
The Comedian: (still whining and looking genuinely scared) "You pick me up by the scaawwyyies?"
And so I do. Every day, approximately 10 feet from the arfore mentioned home I pick her up. She burries her little face in my fleecy jacket, occasionally peeking with one eye, then shreiking back into my coat.
Approximately 10 feet after the offensive house, I put her down and she is fine until we come back the other way.
So - this begged the question, WHAT THE HECK ARE WE GOING TO DO FOR HALLOWEEN? It is dark and the streets are filled with people dressed up in scary gear! I asked my sweet Comediant exactly that (well I used more toddlerish language - but the message was clear)
She simply said, "I not doing Alloween. It too scaaawwwyyy."
I said, "What do you want to do?" And my sweet, simple little angel gave the perfect answer:
"Stay home with Mommy and eat candy!"
Halloween has never been sweeter. (smile)