"What's That?" Moon, Flying Bats

Miss Lilly's here!

She hasn't been here for a few days so she hasn't seen all the Halloween decorations that's been added since the last time.   She finds my binoculars and strings the strap around her neck.  That was after she took off her pretty pink Sunday shoes.

No good tomboy wears shoes.

Off she goes, out the door, gingerly, 'cause her feet are bare, you know.

And she raises her binoculars to her eyes.  "Pumpkyins."  She scans the smiling jack o' lanterns on sticks poked in the ground, the ones she and Jay had pushed in last week, and she checks out the hanging bones in the tree, sees the plastic stick greeter then turns to me, "Witch."

Wow, this 4 y.o.  knows all the characters!

This little toddler, with intelligent eyes, spies the skull on a nail.  And, even though it's orange, she knows what it is and points to another, "Ghost".

"What's that?"  squeaky voice asks, and I tell her it's a moon with bats flying around.  

Then begins the climb.  I have a shadow box on the wall that I periodically change out to go along with the seasons or any current family events such as weddings or birthdays.  It began back in the 70's when ecology boxes were popular but soy beans, corn, wheat hulls, etc. always went to dust or got mites, so down they came and were cleaned out.  I kept mine and used it to be creative making each box a room or a scene and poking miniature furniture or creatures in them.   Sometimes photos for birthday fun, or awards for graduation decor; just whatever strikes my fancy.

Today its filled with all things Halloween...Frankenstein monster, red devil, crawling green hand, tombstones, skeleton sitting on a headstone eating a jack'o lantern, and more.

Miss Lilly wants to see.

She has to climb up on the back of the couch to get eye level, but I discourage her from removing anything.  She's about to get in trouble for climbing as it is.  I do let her touch the big black bat, and she's allowed to poke the brown skeleton to make him swing, and then it's "Time to get down."

She meanders through the family room into the kitchen.
I assume she's exploring for more evidence of Halloween since she's still clutching the binoculars in both hands.

She raises her binoculars again and as she leaves me behind I hear her girly sweet voice,
"Happy Halloween is scary."