|Mi bailaora de flamenco (My little flamenco dancer)|
No one really got the costume, and many people looked at me funny when I told them that Evie would be a flamenco dancer for Halloween. But I guess that's the burden of having a Spanish teacher as a mom. I'm sure she'll encounter more moments like this in her life. : ) I tried to teach her a few flamenco moves (see clip of Sevillanas flamenco here), but she wasn't really interested.
She loved wearing the dress...once she found out that people would give her candy if she was wearing it. We didn't trick or treat too much, we just walked around our small, suburban block and stopped at the houses of neighbors that we know fairly well. Evie had just as much fun handing out candy to other kids when we got home.
I'm sure we won't be able to get away with that much longer. Next year, she'll probably understand there is much more candy to be had if we stop at more houses. M and I wanted to put that off as long as we could though. Next year, we'll also have her little brother with us, and I'm sure she'll be more than happy to take his share of the candy since he will be much too small to eat it himself.
I'm sure that Halloween will become a bigger deal as Evie (and little brother) begin to understand it better. For now, M and I enjoyed the relatively quiet evening of seeing our neighbors and taking Evie trick or treating.