The girls loved him. OooooOOOOOOooooo, says Geneva, whenever you ask her where the ghoul is. That night I dug out another ghoul, the one trapped in his coffin, and while the girls napped, I put up the spider.
I love this sort of slow-burn decorating. Every time Eleanor comes out of her room, her little eyes dart around looking for the new spook. She had to HUNT for Sam Skellington, because he's by the front door in the hat basket.
I also love the full holiday explosion, so on October 1st I pulled out the rest of my stuff. The ghostie feet from last year.
The mummy cat.
All the random skulls.
Eleanor used to be so terrified of this one, the angry one. She used to make him face away from the living room so that he wouldn't be looking at her 'with his face.'
Both girls are allowed to play with the Halloween village. Geneva keeps bringing the zombie pirate to me while I'm cooking, like, Stew him please.
There's a Doctor Sawbones that Eleanor keeps putting to bed, and Señor Bones, whom Geneva carries around like a baby. Rock, rock.
I know it's only like October 2 but we are so, so excited.