Halloween or Hey, Look At Him, He's A Dog

Dear Stella,

Today was Halloween and you were a floppy eared bunny. You looked so incredibly adorable in your costume. It was a little disheartening how many people thought you were both a boy and a dog but then I realized you didn't know whether you were a dog or a bunny either so what difference did it make. You just loved the attention and all the people and excitement in Riverside Park.

When your costume first came in the mail, I was very dissapointed. It looked so different from how it appeared in the internet pictures. And it seemed huge, no way would it fit your little 14 month old body. Embarrassingly, I had actually ordered it twice because I was paranoid that it wasn't going to arrive in time from the first place. When I saw it live, I immediately went back to the internet to find out how to send it back and learned that one of the places I ordered from had a Halloween no-return policy. Blood boiling, I wrote an uncharacteristicly hostile email saying how upset I was, how different the costume was in life from the picture, how ridiculous that it claimed to fit 12-18 months and how wrong it was to have a poorly advertised no-return policy. I got a very nice response back stating that they would waive the policy and take it back after all. I was quite relieved. You'd think, given my reaction, that this was a super expensive item. Don't ask me why it mobilized me as it did. It must be that I know I only get 1 or 2 more Halloweens before you are picking your own costume and I want to make the most of them. In any event, I did decide to try the bunny costume on you before returning it. Lo and behold I discovered that it was not only a perfect fit but also unbelievably adorable. Oops. Sorry wondercostumes.com but thanks for the great customer service.














You were a big hit in the park. There was a bagpiper who led the parade to Hippo Playground and then played a little concert which, of course, you loved. There were tons of people (which you also loved) and we fortunately had Grandma H. with us. I definitely inherited my passion for all things holiday from our beloved family matriarch. Wait, I guess technically Grandma Roz is the family matriarch. Nevertheless, nobody loves holidays more than my mom except maybe your mom. In any event, this marks the beginning of the season and we've got lots more celebrating to do.

Today was such fun. We had a great time.