Kyla's First Halloween

Kyla’s first Halloween was a busy day. I spent the afternoon haggling with the Honda dealership to get the best deal I could on my new Accord. My old car was a coupe (’99 Toyota Solara) so it was time to bite the bullet and get an official family car, complete with car seat and a mirror that flashes lights and plays an annoying rendition of “Pop Goes the Weasel.” I still have 18 months until I hit 30, but these automotive accessories are definitive proof that my youth is already dead.

Then for Trick or Treating we went to Bellevue Square with Grandma Linda (Becky’s mom) where all of the stores give out candy. Apparently many other parents were also trying to avoid the cold because the mall was packed full of Eastside offspring. I took refuge at Eddie Bauer while the girls went to the Nordstrom lounge, which is apparently a breastfeeding haven.

Kyla wore a pumpkin outfit that Grandma Jan (my mother) bought her. Having a granddaughter is an impulse-shopping woman’s dream. Kyla looked extremely cute in her costume, though she more or less slept through the entire Trick or Treating experience.