We are working on being a gracious looser….. 
Could I BE any shorter? 
We won despite the severe difference in height. 
Regan how'd you get all wet? "Squishy did it!"
Well that was too much fun!
I got a phone call from Kaylee's teacher this afternoon. During School…. My heart started racing, and my palms got all sweaty. When She told me the problem I laughed (I am sure she was NOT expecting laughter…). An exasperated/relived laugh. And then I panicked some more with worse case scenario's (blood, mayhem) and bolted from the house to get her. By bolted I mean I yelled at Regan to use the potty while I filled a syringe with a dose of ibuprofen. We have NEVER left the house so quickly.
Me: Kaylee's hurt. Go pee in the potty super fast so we can go get her! (Did not want/need to worry about Regan's bladder springing a leak at an unfortunate time.)
R: Oh, no! My Kaylee's all ouchy! (Kid has never moved so fast!)
She was pretty darn miserable by the time I got to the school. I informed the receptionist of my reason for being. I volunteer every Tues. So she was surprised to see me on a Wed at an odd time.
Me: So um, My kid gave her eyeball a paper cut…..
R: Oh, that's was your child! (Bewildered I am sure, that ANYONE could give their eyeball a paper cut.)
Me: Um, yah. She sadly takes after me TOO well. (Hang my head in shame for passing on the EPIC klutz gene. Hurry through the door after getting buzzed in.)
Her adorable classmates were all very concerned and sad about her injury. They are so sweet.
Her injured eye leaked for a couple hours. She said she didn't need a doctor, and that it was starting to feel better. She did not care for my eye exam I gave her trying to asses the damage.
When asked what she would like to do, "I just want you to read to me the new book." The new book being Princess Academy by Shannon Hale.
We were all thrilled when the drugs kicked in and the pain went away. She is now laughing and playing with Regan like nothing happened. (Thank Heaven!)
She decided that her pirate patch was in order to protect her eye. And dubbed herself "The fairy pirate princess."
I love that they play together. Also please notice that Regan found his "missing" utility belt. The day after Halloween he happily announced, "Mom, look! I found my belt. It was in the crib under a blankie."
Now that I no longer babysit Emilio the poor crib sits empty, that is until Regan decides it's a great hidy hole for his things…. kids.
This year was kinda different. Jon up and got sick. SICK. So sick. Me sleeping in the guestroom because his tonsils amped up the snoring to epic levels sick. I still had to wear ear plugs and there was two closed doors and the length of the house between us. So he didn't go out with us this year.
They kill me with their cuteness!
I couldn't find Regan's utility belt. So frustrated!
So this year it was just me and the kiddos making the rounds. It was good fun until Regan decided he needed to be held. I told him he needed to walk. He demanded to go home to Daddy, we headed home. About ten minutes before we got home they both declared their bags too heavy to carry. I became their pack mule.
After we got home Kaylee took over candy duty from Jon. She was giving out two heaping handfuls to her first several guest. We informed that the candy would be gone before trick-or-treating was over. She then limited her giving to two candies per treater. She had SO much fun this year.
After dinner we had our traditional dump and sort.
They didn't have to ask me too many times if a candy was safe. Regan kept chucking the chocolates at me saying, "Nope! Ouchy tushie. Chocolate is not for Regan." And Kaylee has gotten really good at distinguishing peanut chocolate candy from peanut free chocolate candy.
The rejected peanut/dairy filled goodness is for me and Jon to share. It's a nice silver lining to food allergies.
Kaylee: Hey Mom, here's a yellow M&M's bag for you. That's a peanuts one right?
Hope everyone had a great and safe Halloween.