Happy Halloween 2011

This year Halloween was perfect. The weather was seasonably cool but not too cold. Margot had a parade at school and then trick-or-treated with a gaggle of friends while Brodie and I walked around with the parents. We tried to trick or treat at Carl Kasell's house but it was dark. (That's the funny thing about Washington, DC. While living on Long Island, the big thrill was trick-or-treating at the Amityville Horror House. In DC, it's trick-or-treating at the house of an NPR correspondent. It's certainly a different world here.)

So this year, Margot was a cowgirl.





Brodie was Taliban.


And I was Marcel Marceau (well, really just a generic mime).

Two front teeth

If she's lucky, they will grow in by Christmas!

Stressful

Margot has a mouth full of loose teeth. These teeth are hanging by mere threads, and yet she refuses to pull them (or have them pulled).

Yesterday I packed her some leftover pizza for school lunch. It was from our favorite pizza place, and so I knew that qualified as a good lunch. After I picked her up from school, I asked her about her day. That included checking in on the lunch.

"How was lunch today?" I asked.

"Stressful," she answered.

Well, that was not the answer I expected!

"Stressful?" I asked. "Why?"

"Because it's hard to eat pizza when there's only one or two teeth you can use," she answered.

I laughed and laughed (on the inside). I wish that was my biggest source of stress!

Reason 10,356 why I love Margot

She asked to listen to Johnny Cash yesterday. AND, she sang along.