Ladybugs and Dinosaurs

Sundays are rough!

When Malia first tried on her costume she danced and giggled in front of the mirror in excitement! She loved it (except that the tights were "too tight!"...the largest size available at the store was only 24m but I couldn't resist)

Here she is dancing to some music in the parking lot at our ward's trunk or treat.

We only went trick-or-treating to about five houses. Malia was afraid of all the scary Halloween decor. When approaching a door, she would say "Mama- hold you!" and cling to my legs. Then, when someone would open the door, she would keep her head down until the candy was visible. The highlight of the night for her was going to Aunt LL's house for the first time. She didn't know that's where we were going, and was quite surprised when "Worr-Wee" answered the door.
Malia was very territorial with her bucket. I hid it the day after Halloween. Should I feel guilty for eating her candy? I do. But has that stopped me? No.

Introducing: Damon the Dinosaur

Guess what happens when you leave a toddler with her younger brother for even a minute: TROUBLE!!!

Loving the park on a beautiful sunny day!

This little sweet boy (who we've lately been referring to as the "ringwraith" for his amazing vocal talent) now has four pearly whites!