Emma was a princess - if I addressed her as Emma she would say "No, I'm princess Emma." This is her checking out her loot.
Here she is with a Halloween tattoo that her Mimi (Jonny's Mom) sent her, and with a face painting that she got at our church party.
My sweet Matthew was a pumpkin. We had a little bit of a tough time convincing him he wanted to be a pumpkin, but after a few minutes he conked out in my arms and slept through most of the night.
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