Can’t buy me love?

Costco started stocking toys for Christmas (as well as Hanukkah, in our house) in about September, and though I only visit the store about once every six weeks or so, I’ve still found myself wandering through the aisles out of curiosity, just to see what they have.

And it’s weird. Though I’m not at all one of those super-capitalists who just can’t get enough stuff – far from it – I found myself suddenly tempted to go nuts and fill my cart with everything in the world that I think Lily might like.

I didn’t, of course. The cooler part of my head quickly prevailed. I looked at the prices, paused to imagine how much Lily would really, actually use or enjoy whatever it was, and in most cases, I left them all stacked right where they were.

But I find it interesting that the impulse to shower Lily with gifts lies so close to the surface, despite the careful, thoughtful deliberation I apply to every other choice that I make as a consumer.

Halloween fun

She’s so cute that it hurts sometimes 🙂

Halloween was super-fun this year. Lily had vacillated for weeks about being either a monkey or a princess, but then Joe found an Abby Cadabby costume online, and that was all she wrote.

She went door-to-door with her little friend Michael, a two year old who lives across the street, and they had a marvelous time running from house to house with toddler abandon.

Lily got an early handout from a neighbor (who also snapped the photos).