Day 12: Howl at the moon.For real. And it was awesome.
Well, in that it was Lane and I doing the howling.
When we tried to get Jane to even practice a howl (long before the sun went down) she merely placed her hands up to her face and gave us this look:
Her very first "I am so embarrassed. Are these people really related to me?" look.Despite howling, the day was chalk full. Three words: Trunk or Treating.
Cra-ZY. I'll post photos tomorrow of all our trick-or-treating extravaganzas, Jane's two costumes, and all the post-photos of the I'm-exhausted-on-a-sugar-high-get-me-some-real-food tantrums. (I have loved every second. True.)
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looking forward to the pictures. . .the sugar high is always a great one to monitor. . .always felt badly because there was no way we would let them eat all they 'gleaned' so threw so much of it away or GGP ate it. . .she loves her sweets, that is after Lorin 'selected' his favorites from the lot
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