I'm finally getting around to finishing up my post about Halloween... Figured I should do so since it's almost Thanksgiving and the Christmas (New Year's) decorations are popping up in the city...
This year we were so happy to join our friends who live at the US Embassy for Halloween. The weather was also unseasonably warm, a real gift! You can't really tell it from the one poor photo of Katya that came out, but she was a spy. On the territory of the US Embassy. The pink coat kind of spoiled her "incognito" apparel... Natalia was a Greek goddess princess (her words). My favorite homemade costume? An ipod with siblings who were the headphones.
Many of the home were decorated with jack-o-lanterns and orange lights; it was nice since there aren't Halloween decorations anywhere else in the city. The White House and one of the Seven Sisters skyscrapers looked so pretty in the night sky. It sure is different from the suburban backdrop of my childhood trick-or-treating!
As much as the girls enjoyed trick-or-treating, they most enjoyed just hanging out with our new friends and handing OUT the candy to kids who rang the doorbell.
The girls and I were also pretty excited by all the American candies that can't be purchased in Russia: Reese's Peanut Butter Cups; Whoppers; Jujubees; York Peppermint Patties; Nerds... After that first night, however, they've pretty much forgotten about their stashes. I've hidden it all VERY well and will dole it out from time to time...
The next morning we met up with friends and another family that found me through this blog at a local diner for a Halloween breakfast. That mom even brought all kinds of favors and activities for the kids. Thanks, L~!
Two days later an American classmate of Katya's threw a party that was creative and splendid -- except for Natalia's massive meltdown... I had to literally carry her out of there, wishing I could have fallen through cracks in the floor that never appeared. Talk about a parenting low... She felt so left-out and jealous and simply LOST IT.
I can only imagine what the other parents thought as I chased her through the living room and carried her out -- while she flailed wildly kicking and screaming, shouting that she hated me and that she wished the other kids were dead.
All in the spirit of "keeping it real," people. It was a horrible day... And not a good way to kick off our school vacation full of family togetherness...
On a positive note, though, it lead to a lot of good chances to practice sanctions and to work on behavior... And she ended up having a very good week overall.