I still have pictures to post from our Halloween (it did just happen even though the internet tells me I should move on), but in the meantime, I thought I’d share how it ended. In a time-honored childhood tradition: taking inventory of your candy.
Harlow got the hang of this activity pretty quickly. While she was sorting, she lovingly assigned various pieces of candy to herself and Grammy (my mom). Awww, super cute, right? Yeah, well guess who got left out of this equation? ME.
God forbid she should throw her own mom a bone.
Even Mazzy took pity on me, but Harlow was having none of it.
Check out the wrath of Harlow: