I love fall. I guess I truly love all the seasons but since it's October I'm especially infatuated with fall at the moment. The leaves are beautiful, the weather's crisp, and I get to dress my baby boy up for his first Halloween.
This year he's a monkey. I wish there were some cute meaning behind my choice but the truth is it's hard to beat $5 at Old Navy. I really wanted him to be a lion because, while he's not much of a crier, when he does fuss he sounds like a lion cub testing out his little roar. Unfortunately I couldn't find a lion costume in his size that didn't look more like a care bear than a lion. So this year he's a monkey.
It's been a lot of fun getting ready for Halloween. Who knew a baby could make October 31st so exciting? And he can't even have candy yet. It's crazy to me that this little person doesn't know about trick-or-treating. Or jack-o-lanterns. Or witches who fly on brooms and have scary black cats for pets. I get to teach him about the tradition of knocking on stranger's houses and begging for treats and carving these round, orange vegetables (I looked it up, pumpkins are botanically a fruit and culinarily a vegetable-I'm a dork) into spooky or silly characters. How cool and strange is that!
If Halloween is this much fun, I can't wait for Christmas!
