My boy, you guys. We took him trick or treating with his daycare friends, which was just spectacularly convenient because the westside to valley route is notoriously traffic-y on Halloween night and trick or treating from daycare saves us precious evening daylight time. Plus the Meyers got to share the experience with his friends.
He was BEYOND adorable in his knight costume. I mean, really.
He was so earnest, with his little bucket walking up to each house on the block. We got him to say trick or treat, but not always at the appropriate moment. We wanted him to say "thank you" at each house, but thank you is still a bit tough for him to say (although "please" he uses regularly and approrpriately). He said "BYE!" instead, which got a few laughs.
His haul included a ton of Skittles and Tootsie Rolls . . . we were completley willing to let him eat some of his candy, but he picked mostly chokable things, unfortunatley. He did come home with one Three Musketeers bar which we let him dig into. As we opened it up he said "Yeah . . .yeah . . .YEAHHHHHHHHH!!!" and stopmed his little feet around in a happy dance kind of way.
This big boy . . . I'm so lucky to be his mama.