There was a Halloween party on base for the kids tonight. I thought it would be fun to go as a family. Nope. She hated it. They were doing face painting and all the kids running around with painted on cat whiskers and skull faces scared her. She started shaking and crying, “I want to go home!” so I took her over to the base department store (right down the hall) and we looked at shoes while the boys ate pizza and candy, watched a movie, and played with friends.
While we were shopping, these punks decided to get their faces painted and then came over and scared their sister.
It was super fun to have her start screaming in the middle of the store every time she saw them: “Scary, Daddy!”