We headed up to my dad's this weekend for my brother's birthday, and we lucked out by getting up there in time for the Trunk-Or-Treat. Kara was reluctant to wear her owl hat at first, until I told her that when she wore it, she'd get candy. After that, she couldn't put her hat on fast enough. We had dinner, played games until it was dark enough to go Trunk-Or-Treating (although, Kara grabbed her bag and pulled me around asking me for "candy!" about 20 minutes before it was time to go outside and actually get the candy), and by the time we had visited all the "trunks," she was ready to go around a second time. When we told her she could only go around once, she wasn't too thrilled, but we remedied her mood by telling her she could eat a candy in the car.
First, she was in a parade around the building.
She won a cookie, and she was so excited about it. She had to show "bapa" (what she calls my dad).
"I've got my bag, and I'm ready to go. Where's the candy?"
"Kara, if you wear your hat, we can go get candy."
"Nana, look at all this candy!!!"
"I love candy!"
(I'm noticing a theme with the captioning on my pictures. Yes, we talked about candy, a lot).
