Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. There is no stress of making a big meal, or purchasing perfect gifts (although, I'd lie if I didn't say I liked doing those things too.) Halloween is just fun. The park in town has a big Halloween party every year, and this was our first year going (last year it was snowing.)
Bug had two costumes, a Nittany Lion ("We Are...") and his Daniel Tiger costume. He somehow went through a growth spurt between the time I ordered the Daniel Tiger costume, and the time that it showed up.
Long story short, he was a Daniel Tiger/Nittany Lion hybrid, but looked adorable. His favorite thing in the world was open, the train. We got away with only riding it twice (having a long line helped.) He "sort of" got the idea of trick or treating and his favorite prize he walked away with was a new tooth brush. Hopefully he is that happy about tooth brushes in a few years.
We had a great weekend. Sunday, the poor guy woke up with a high fever. I of course remained totally calm (read: panic and call the consulting nurse and all but took him to the ER.) Just as I was about to cancel all plans for the week and prepare for a horrible illness, I decided to look in his mouth. There was the start of his 2 year old molars. Poor guy was miserable, didn't eat or nap, but so far nothing else has seemed to come up (aka-I think it is his molars.) He wouldn't eat dinner (well, he tried....but he had a hard time chewing) so he got the dinner every 2 year old wants for dinner --Ice Cream.