But it seemed like a pretty normal day to me. A normal Sunday anyway. Mom and I got ready and went to Grandmom and Granddad's house. Everyone was there. Clearly, though, I was the "leader of the patch".
I took a nap on the way home. I kept napping while Mom drove me home.
Mom said it was just silly not to wear my costume for at least a minute on the day called Halloween. I put it on for a few minutes.
Look. Here I am. Fighting for your rights. Woo.
Look. Here I am. Fighting for your rights. Woo.
Mrs. Chalica came over to spend some time with us tonight. My snacks reappeared on her too. Nobody was safe today. We had some fun though. :)
If you ask me, the day called Halloween was kind of a bust. I didn't get any candy or anything Halloweeny like that (although I did get a very nice card and a big dollar from Grandmom and Granddad). And my tummy hurts. I'm going to bed now, a little afraid to get excited about the day called "Thanksgiving".... (Mom says that's next.)