We are not Halloween people. But now we have a child that deserves all the wonderful memories of dressing up so we were good parents and took Penny to a fun little carnival. She played games, collected candy (which her very mean mother wouldn't even let her taste), won a tiny little fish in a plastic bag that died on the way home, and had the most amazing time in her first bounce house experience. And while it was the best thing ever to see her giggle and smile while she bounced away, it nearly gave me a heart attack waiting for her to crash into the slightly older, but definitely more durbale, children that filled that small space. Luckily, she came out unscathed, but mama was in desperate need of a drink to calm her nerves.