For Halloween, he was a dragon. A costume that my mom made for me and my brother when we were kids (he was also using a 30 year old pumpkin bucket that finally needs to be fixed).
It was a typical Wisconsin Halloween- COLD. So we were not planning to go out for two reasons, #1 it was COLD, and #2 he stills gets shy around strangers, so it would"ve been me at the door reminding him...ok now say trick or treat etc.... but some kids came to our door and said there was a firetruck in our neighborhood handing out candy. He loves trucks. So we bundled up, with the costume over the top of the jacket and hat, and headed out. We visited the truck and stopped at a five houses on the way home, one being his babysitters house, Lily, and her mom Jenny, who is with him each day at the day care at the Y.
He was enjoying himself, and by the last 3 houses that we stopped at, when I asked him at the door before it was opened, 'Ok, now what do we say? He had given up the 'trick or treat' and went straight for the 'please.' Manners count....right?
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he sure is cute kid! this is matt by the way.
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