We took the 3 year old out trick or treating tonight. Here’s what we learned.
Since his costume of choice (basketball player) wasn’t exactly weather appropriate for a drizzly 48 degrees, I adapted the outfit. I pulled out what used to be baby leg warmers (skull & crossbones design) and put them on his arms, pulled on some gym pants and put a sponge bob square pants skull cap on his head. The result was what I’ll refer to as “goofy-thug.”
We hit up about 6 or 7 houses. The first few, Remy kept inviting himself inside and looking around unsure of how to proceed. I think he thought we were going to a party. He didn’t have any trouble picking up some candy on his way in (or out) though.
Speaking of picking up the treats, his stock response to whether he could say “trick or treat!” was “yes.” Smart aleck. It was, in his defense, a cheerful and pleasant yes. Since later during dinner he said “trick or treat” about five times in a row, we figured that we should have spent a little more time pre-coaching before we hit the road.
Eh. Next year…
Here’s a pic of the big man doing his best stank face.
Yo. Hands off my treats. Dog.
I’ll upload the others to the Fall 2011 album.
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