Yesterday was trick or treating in Manchester. The weather was perfect, and since Manchester (lamely) does trick or treating during daylight hours only, it proved to be a great afternoon for a walk.I made Evan a rocket costume, that while very cute, proved to be difficult for stair climbing (an unfortunate and unintended consequence that threatened to ruin trick or treating). There were some tears, but a last minute costume adjustment by Dad saved the day. And then once the free candy started coming - things couldn't have been better.
Evan was having the time of his life. At every house he would loudly yell "Trick or Treat!", followed by an enthusuastic "Thank you. Have a nice Halloween!".
When we returned home, Evan was the official candy-giver-outer. A role he took very seriously. I was scorned for suggesting that he give two pieces to the kids. "No, Mommy. One piece only!"
Eli, was dressed in a kilt and tam that my mother bought in Scotland when I was a baby. With his red hair he looked like a true Scotsman. Although, unfortunately he was mistaken for a girl a couple of times.
Eli was definitely into the free candy, but was more interested in climbing onto curbs and jumping off - while hollering "bumpy bump". Next year I think he'll dig Halloween.
It's so nice that Evan finally "gets" Halloween. It made for a fun afternoon. I am already looking forward to next year.
