I finally snagged the Halloween pictures from Ward’s camera - not that we had very many! This Halloween told the tale of a little boy reluctant to actually wear his costume. We pleaded and we begged, and he finally consented to wear his cape and witch’s hat. Here he is, sans wand and not looking very costume-y:
As soon as we finished taking pictures, he took the cape off. He liked the hat, though.
It was a gorgeous, warm night. We got out, and Dylan marvelled at our lit pumpkin. We started walking, and he was very interested in each house we went to. But after we hit five houses, he said, “I want to go to three more houses, and then I want to go home.”
He is a little boy who has very firm opinions. After we went to the sixth house, he said, “Now we’re going to go to two more houses, and then we’re going to go home.”
And then: “Now we’ll go to one more house, and then we go home.”
And finally: “Okay, let’s go home now.”
But he did have a good time. And he remembered to say “thank you” every time. Plus he really enjoyed ringing the doorbells.
What a cutie. Reminds me of my youngest son when he was a child. We could NOT get him into a costume, even for the parades at school. He was a grump, always. ha.