Halloween this year almost didn’t happen for Gabi. Maybe it was the a years worth of build up–last year’s made such an impression–or maybe it was her lingering cold. Whatever it might have been she begged out of the festivities in my parent’s town the day before and dragged her feet almost all the way into this evening, refusing to get dressed and insisting that she wanted no treats. She relented at the last minute, after having gotten into her pajamas for the night, and began to get genuinely excited about the prospects of roaming the town green gathering sweets and looking for ghosts and goblins. We quickly dressed her, gathered our things, and bundled her into the car before sweet went sour. Thankfully, she enjoyed her night out under the moon and with leaves rustling underfoot she reveled in her favorite holiday.