It is the end of October and this means that a) they have posted Martin Luther's 95 theses on the wall (not the door?!) at Grace's preschool (yes, run by a Lutheran church) and b) Grace dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood for our Halloween celebrations this year. I may not be the biggest fan of this particular holiday but what are you gonna do? Originally Grace wanted to be a flower, then a mermaid, then Little Red Riding Hood, then a princess (OH NOOOOOOOOOES!), then a fairy, but I did my planning/purchasing/sewing during the Little Red Riding Hood phase so that's what she got. There was a bit of parental encouragement to switch from a mermaid, especially on Rob's end, because it seems like mermaid costumes always involve a seashell bra or a bare midriff or something. The sexualization of little girls is so repellent.
So anyway, yes, Halloween! Candy! Costumes! We went to the fall festival at our church one evening this week and had a grand time. Grace pet a snake and a greyhound and a goat of some kind, ate some cotton candy, and played a few games in exchange for some bits of candy to put in her basket. The biggest hit, according to her, was the collection of inflated things: bounce houses and a big slide and child-size tunnels and mazes. She found them initially terrifying (especially the tunnels) but then thrilling. Isn't that always the way?