It kinda snuck up on me.
Thank goodness I found a black washable marker as the promise of getting her own kitty whiskers convinced her to get dressed and leave the house. Four houses and home. Then realizing that people were coming to our door, she insisted on new whiskers and back out. One house, then she asked for home - bath and bed. When I asked if she wanted some of her candy she cried and screamed no. Ah two year olds, it was a fun night!