Someone wasn’t so sure about Halloween this year.

But can you blame him?  It’s a lot of work when you can’t even really eat the candy. He was a cute little zebra anyway, and after we returned from the brief door-to-door routine, he was happy to get in his pj’s and answer the door for fellow trick-or-treaters.  The costume was on for maybe 20 minutes total, but we managed to get a few photos.

Truth be told, I felt like crying as well. Because last year?  Last year, he looked like this.

Sigh.  His playing and “reading” and walking and his babbling attempts at talking and the occasional temper tantrums are all reminding me that we are sailing away from baby land soon and into the toddler zone. Good news?  Christmas will be so much fun, and I’m unbelievably excited about the holidays around the corner. Turkey and more turkey and pumpkin everything and cookies and Christmas carols and hanging stockings and lights and Santa and gift wrapping and hot cider……  He’ll only half get it this year, but memories will be made for his parents who were too dazed and sleep-deprived last year to even notice the date on the calendar.  Happy things ahead. Happy November, reader!