There's a certain lull in the Halloween spirit for a few certain years: those after the fun college days of being ridiculous when dressing up in costume to attract boys and drink beer, and before the ones where you actually have a new little 'someone' to dress up and teach the whole tradition of what the holiday actually brings.
I know that my blog posts have increasingly become more and more about my baby and less about me. But, in a lot of ways, she IS what I do each and every day. She is exactly what I think about almost every minute, who I plan the future toward, and who I hope for a truly magical upbringing. I can just feel it beginning...the living-vicariously-through-my-children's-colorful-and-imaginative-world syndrome. And, I absolutely love it! Not to mention, it's a great excuse for over-doing every holiday decoration/birthday theme/vacation fun. It's not for me, it's for the kid.
Halloween was a great start. While I probably wouldn't have taken Avery trick-or-treating at this age, it was great fun to join our favorite neighbors as they took their babies door to door. We only hit about 10 houses, but it was surely worth the pictures. As usual, my baby bird (chick to be exact) was cuter than ever. It was also so nice to have grandma Finch and papa Campbell here to spend the night. Thai food, wine, a warm fire, trick-or-treaters, and football. Twas a really nice night for Avery's first Halloween.
Here are all of the pics.