Halloween went well. Katherine dressed as a mushroom. Well, a toadstool. She wore a silvery-goldy outfit with a tutu we found in Target that we just couldn't resist, and we covered a sombrero with puffy quilt batting and red-and-white-polka-dotted fabric for the top. She looked fantastic. I marched in the school's Halloween parade with her, and every few seconds a spectator would call out, "Look at the mushroom!" The teacher in charge of the yearbook could not stop snapping photographs of her, so despite the fact that my camera was broken I feel sure that her adorableness will be saved for posterity. Why a toadstool, you ask? She saw it in Family Fun magazine, next to a picture of a gnome costume. Ah, it all starts making sense.
I have a new name, and I do not like it. I have been Mama for 4 1/2 years and I have liked that very well. Now I am nearly always "Mom," not even "Mommy," which I think I could tolerate. I have tried correcting, I have tried gently requesting, I have tried begging, I have racked my brain to try to think of other ways to get my old name back, but I think it is history, so I am trying to be as accepting as I can. *sigh*