No, I answered.
"You said Christmas was after Halloween."
He's right, I did say Christmas came after Halloween. Obviously I wasn't clear on how soon after...
A couple quick (and blurry) poses as we rushed out of the house & shortly before the battery died (the spare at home, oops).
He wanted to be a Knight Jedi.
No, not a Jedi Knight.
Trust me, there is a difference.
We went up the street to the local "Trunk or Treat" in a church parking lot - car trucks opened to trick-or-treat and a Jumper (i.e. Bouncer, Jump House, Inflatable). Harrison trick-or-treated at three cars and headed straight for the jumper (that he remembered from his two hour jump fest last year).
"I have enough candy!" he declared as he darted.
Since Daddy came along this year, we talked him into coming out long enough for some traditional trick-or-treating up and down one block.
He boldly went up to each door, knocked loudly and yelled, "Trick or Treat!" in that adorable little-boy voice of his. A couple houses [with lights on] didn't answer and finally at the last house he gave his last ditch effort and yelled "Trick Or TREE-EEET!" and then proceeded to have a short in-depth conversation about one of his toys with the woman who answered the door.
Back down the street, we returned to the Trunk or Treat and closed it down - in the Jumper. Yup, two MORE hours of standing around meeting other nice parents waiting for their kids to work off sugar-highs in the Jumper. Guess what... the Jumper doesn't work.
PEACE OUT!
All I have to say is next year He is carving the pumpkins!
(Copied over from Just Add Color where I accidentally posted it in my delirium.)
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