Buggy celebrated her first Halloween in style this year, wearing 3 different costumes for 3 different Halloween events.

The Saturday before Halloween, Buggy went to a trunk or treat in a mall parking lot. For those of you who don’t know, trunk or treat is where a bunch of cars park in a parking lot and hand out candy from their decorated trunk. Lots of candy with minimal walking! It was the perfect environment for my new walker (she learned to walk about 3 days before the event!) to learn how to balance while bending down to take a piece of candy from a bowl. For this event Buggy dressed up as a ladybug.


My little ladyBuggy!

The day before Halloween my school hosted it’s first annual Batty About Books night, where parents and staff decorated their cars like their favorite book covers and students dressed up like their favorite characters and went car to car to get candy. Basically, it was trunk or treat with a book theme because schools aren’t allowed to celebrate holidays like Halloween.

For Batty About Books night my husband, Buggy, and I went as the characters from “If You Give A Mouse A Cookie” I was the mouse, my husband was the boy, and Buggy was the cookie. She absolutely loved grabbing candy from people’s trunks and actually ate a tootsie roll, paper and all, as her first piece of candy ever! Since most of the kids at my school had seen Buggy at other school events, I figured the number of comments about her being biracial would be minimal, and I was right. However, one conversation stuck out. A student asked if she was adopted. I said no, she is mine. Then I introduced the student to my husband and she looked super confused and asked if I was sure I didn’t adopt the baby. I just smiled and said she’s mine and moved on to the next car for some more candy.


If You Give A Mouse A Cookie… how cute were we at Batty About Books night?

On Halloween Buggy dressed up as a witch. I threw together her hat, bag, and tutu about 45 minutes before we went trick or treating with some friends. Buggy got to walk up to people’s houses and actually experience Halloween. She loved every second of the night, particularly when she was allowed a few licks of a lollipop! She also liked reaching into buckets for her candy. Along the way we came across two interesting Halloween traditions. One family put out old toys and a bowl of candy with a sign “take one toy and two candies” everyone we saw approaching the house followed their directions, and it was cool to come home with a new toy for Buggy! We also ran into a guy who was giving treats to dads. He gave my husband a mini bottle of Jack Daniels. We all thought that was pretty awesome!


Trick or Treat!

Overall, Buggy had a great first Halloween and I am already thinking up costume ideas for next year!


Being A Kid

Last week I overheard some kids putting others down because of their skin color. For a minute I lost hope in humanity and I worried about what comments Buggy might get when she gets older. I know the world is becoming more and more diverse, but kids can be cruel. They can be downright nasty sometimes, and their words can stick with someone for years. But then on my nightly walk my perspective changed when I discovered kids of all different backgrounds having fun together. For them, it wasn’t about race. It wasn’t about age or gender, either. It was about having fun.

We just moved to a new neighborhood, and I have been taking Buggy on nightly walks. The walks help me to clear my mind and give us both some much needed fresh air and peace from the chaos that has become our daily lives. This past week I have been really taking in my new surroundings, and I have noticed a few things, including the diversity of my neighborhood.

Tonight was unseasonably warm (78 at 6:30pm the last week of October!) and people were out in their yards taking in the last rays of sunshine. Adults were grilling; children were running; teenagers were riding their bikes. A group of elementary age kids were playing four square, and a little brother chased his older brother around their driveway. All the activity reminded me of my own childhood, when we would spend hours playing soccer, hide and seek, and kick the can with our neighbors. Except for one thing. Unlike my neighborhood growing up, all the people in my new neighborhood are different ethnicities.

As I walked I heard Spanish, Korean, and English. I saw brown, black, white, and tan people. I witnessed kids of all ages and colors interacting with one another in an age appropriate way with no regard to race or ethnicity. And I thought to myself “this is the way life should be”. Kids just being kids. It made my heart happy to see so much joy and hope in their little faces as they argued over who got to be the king in four square, and who was the fastest bike rider. Race wasn’t a factor. It didn’t matter that one kid’s family called him home for supper in Spanish, or that another kid’s skin was significantly darker then his friend’s. What mattered was how many baskets they made and who could kick a ball the farthest.

I hope that when Buggy is old enough to play with the neighbors she encounters kids from all different types of backgrounds. I hope she has a childhood full of backyard games, street sports, biking, and running wild with her friends. But mostly, I hope that when she goes to school and comes across kids who are just plain mean to her because of her mixed background that she has enough gumption to stand up for herself and tell them off.


Buggy’s grandpa bought her this little red wagon at a yard sale a few weeks ago. Her first walk in it was a success!


Buggy and one of her friends enjoyed a stroll in the neighborhood last week.