Tunnels and Trick or Treat

Zoe has given up on napping at what is generally considered a regular nap time. She has decided that it is much better to stay up all day long, wait until 5:30pm or 6:00pm, sleep for about an hour, and then party hard (and well rested) until bedtime. Well, the other day before the nap, but after a long day, she decided that she wanted to play with her tunnel. To try and be funny, I told her I was going to use it and I jammed myself in, like a sausage in a casing, and proceeded to tell her I was stuck. This didn't phase her as she proclaimed that she would still be able to use the tunnel, even with me wedged in there.

Thankfully Cheryl had the camera nearby.

As you can see, she couldn't just crawl through by herself, she needed to have a paci in her mouth and a wubby in her hand. Thankfully she got tired of it after the 13th time through the tunnel.

This past weekend I took Zoe up to Sesame Place to do some trick or treating. She had been talking about it all week and was very excited to go. She wore her Ariel costume that Cheryl made for her, which looks amazing, and I wore my Batman pajamas. I know what you're thinking, but don't worry. The slipper feet zipper off the bottom, so it was totally appropriate.

Sadly someone threw a fit and then someone else didn't react well to that, so we left earlier than we had planned. Thankfully we were able to hug it out and after a few Twizzlers, we're friends again, even if I am still too loud while she watches TV. Be sure to take a look at the Sesame Place Halloween set on Flickr to see more cuteness.

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