I had thought we had weathered our first Halloween with Phoebe very well including her acceptance of being dressed up and walking with us facing all the revellers on our night trick or treating. Last night, I put all the costumes away and everything was great. This morning, two of my boys had taken the cat mask back out and had left it on our living room chair--unbeknownst to me, of course--where Phoebe got it and ate the wire out of the whiskers. Thankfully, my oldest son caught in her the act…
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