Never. Not once did I ever think my two-year-old daughter would choose to be a pink ball of pouf for Halloween. I did my best to persuade her to wear my childhood witch costume. When she insisted on being a princess, I tried to funk it up with cool tights and her pink Chuck Taylor’s, but no…she just had to wear “princess shoes and pretty tights.” At that point I really gave up and decided to go all princess, complete with marabou crown and sparkly wand. Seriously. My daughter pranced around yesterday like a toddler with a kingdom to run. She may have been dressed like a princess, but she certainly acted like a queen. I have to admit…I LOVE having a girl. Pouf and frills may not be my thing, but the smile they put on Liv’s face as she twirls in front of the mirror helps me to accept it. As Liv would say, “I’m Pinkalicious.”

My little vampire balances out the glam quite nicely.

Kids are awesome, unpredictable, and just plain amazing little people…