Now this is picasso and the only picture I took. Instead of taking pictures I ended up holding the hat, paint brush and palate. Before the night was through I held the smock too. Now the smock and palate are in the trash as a reminde of what a worthless idea and night it truly was. We won't be repeating this evening. From now on it is school party only. I only hope they have one in kindergarten. Otherwise, too bad.
The Halloween witch came and swapped most of the candy for a book and a notepad with the letter "G" on it. That was mighty green of her, don't you think.
Too bad you can't see the designs on her smock. As soon as she got out of the car an unlikely white guy announced "there is baby picasso." I was proud until G decided she didn't really want to participate; then I just wanted to be home alone.
So now G is spending the night with her grandparents and I am going to bed. The headache that I had all day is finally gone but pressing to return. I called the parents and asked them to bring her home tomorrow since I have lots of laundry that needs to get done and I want to sleep in tomorrow. I am exhausted, physically and emotionally.