Broadway Dancer.
Flapper.
Devil.
Ronald McDonald.
These were all the choices leading up to Halloween.
She chose Medusa. Snakes in her hair Medusa. If you look at her you'll turn to stone Medusa.
That was Juliana. Well, except for the last part.
We were down to the wire trying to find the snakes but, in the end, as it usually does, it all came together.
Juliana wasn't going to let anything put a damper on her Halloween. Not the cold, dark, dreary weather. Not the drizzly rain that fell over the witching trick or treat hour(s).
And she was not disappointed.
(Neither was her brother who got all the candy that she can't eat now because she has braces!)
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