How many years do you have to do something to make it a tradition? Last year we took Eden to the Trick-or-Treat on the Row - a large gathering of little kids, parents, and sorority women. She was a bee ...
This year, we returned. She was a dancing cow [Ashley reused the bee tutu because Eden loved it so and just though of something that would go with it]. When I got home, Eden saw me and immediately started dancing. Ashley told me that as soon as she put the tutu on, Eden started to dance. I guess she knew what her costume was.
Ashley and I invited some friends (since we have some this year). Jaye and Mark have a daughter named Sylvia who is a little older than Eden. Mark was on his way from work so we packed the kiddos in Lola and headed toward campus.
On the way, Eden and Sylvia had a blast. They laughed (although we're not sure at what) and pointed (mostly at people riding bikes and walking dogs) and just acted completely silly.
Once there and parked (which was a chore, but Eden and Sylvia were clueless laughing and carrying on the whole time), Eden and Sylvia started holding hands and walking toward the trick-or-treat festivities. On the way, Eden found Sylvia's stuffed animal. She had to hold it ... and kiss it and hug it and kiss it some more.
Of course Sylvia is a bit faster than Eden, so the handholding did not last all night.
Surprisingly, however, her walking by herself down the street did last for quite a while. She really did not want anyone to hold her. She did quite well, walking and pointing and waving and acting shocked at all the costumes. She also yelled quite a bit - in a good way - mostly to let us know all the cool stuff she was seeing.
We also got to meet up with Marie, a friend from Eden's PDO class, and her husband Brett. Eden went right to Marie. Then, when it was time for us to part ways, Eden did not want to come back to me or Ashley. She cried and clung to Marie. As we walked away, she kept looking toward Marie and trying to call her back. I guess Eden likes her.
When we got home around 7:00, which is 45 minutes past her normal bath time, Eden did not seem tired at all. She looked out the window to watch Sylvia leave. Then, she bounced on the bed as we told her all the fun things she did that night.
So, perhaps it is a tradition now that we've done it for two years. May the tradition continue ...
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Here are some extra videos from the night ...
It is amazing to see how much she has grown and matured in a year. Eden you make a beautiful dancing cow. Love you, Nona
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