Bloody Halloween and The Golden Snitch

So, it's Halloween day... and I'm at work when I get a call from Vera. Zoe had just fallen, hit her mouth on a chair and was bleeding - a lot. Vera, understandably panicked by the amount of blood, dialed the first number she thought of, my cell phone. It's so much easier to be calm when you are not at the scene of a bloody screaming child... So I did my best to reassure Vera that mouths can bleed a lot. I offered to call the nurse at our pediatrician's office while Vera comforted and cleaned up Zoe. I called the nurse and realized that I couldn't describe what was going on 'cause I was not there. Doh, silly me! I gave the nurse our number and she called Vera. Five minutes later Vera called me back sounding much calmer. The bleeding had stopped while on the phone with the nurse. Vera was able to see the imprint of Zoe's bottom teeth on the inside of her bottom lip. Thankfully, the cut was shallow. The nurse had also suggested that Vera feel Zoe's bottom teeth and make sure they were not loose at all. They were not. Whew! After all was said and done, Zoe had a fat lip on Halloween day.

Fat lip or not, nothing was going to keep us from taking Zoe out for her first ever Trick or Treating. I dressed as Harry Potter, the youngest Quidditch Seeker in a century. Zoe was the Golden Snitch (costume hand made by my mom, thanks Grammy). Vera was a trooper and agreed to take part in my Halloween Pottermania and dressed as a Hogwarts student from Gryffindor House.

We took Zoe 'round to a few of our neighbors' houses. She just watched - not knowing what to do with the pumpkin shaped treat bucket. One neighbor goes all out every year with decorations... They've got fog machines, huge spiders, tombstones, screaming noises, and a robot with a bloody chain saw that actually runs. Tonight he was dressed up as a scarey troll thing and wandered around the front lawn not saying a word, his wife dressed as the cat in the hat. Zoe was fine walking through the yard until the cat in the hat started talking to her. Then she started crying, and began to get leary of the troll. Time to head to the next house!

It was fun to take her out. After we got home, Zoe had her first candy, a sour apple blow pop. The fat lip didn't stop her from putting the whole thing in her mouth. She likes it!!!