Halloween!!

Well, I'm sold.
For weeks mommy's been building this holiday up with all her cookies and decorations and bat hats and what not. Last year I was sick for Halloween, so I had nothing to look forward to as far as I was concerned. And yet, everyone persisted. Kept saying that it was a great holiday and loads of fun. Here I am with the pumpkin that Grandpa carved for me at Grandma's house. Mommy and Grandma and Grandpa were going nuts over it, and made me sit and take a picture with it. So I humored them.

Then they wanted me to make my scary face, so I did. . .

But I still wasn't convinced. I mean, it was a big orange ball with a light in it. What's the big deal? Then I got sick. Again. All last week I was fighting first a viral infection, then a double ear infection. By Friday Mommy thought I was feeling better and got me dressed for my costume party at school. But I was not feeling well, and things did not look good for trick or treating.

I ended up having to skip the party that day, and Saturday didn't look much better. But mommy kept giving me the antibiotics, and making me sleep and drink my milk, and insisting that this year, I would trick or treat.

Halloween Morning dawned bright, and I was a new man! Mommy got me dressed in my costume (as Sheriff Woody from Toy Story), and I started making my rounds.

First Mommy took me to Abuela and Gramps' house. It was early, but since Abuela had made my costume, (made the vest, made the shirt, AND painted the checks on the shirt when we couldn't find the right fabric) and I would be trick or treating in my neighborhood, Mommy wanted to be sure that Abuela got to see me in it. I loaded up on some candy over there, then went to Maman and Pawpaw's house down the street (more candy), then to Mama and Papa's (more candy) then Aunt Chimene came over (no candy, but we'll forgive her because she brought a fun straw with pumpkins on it and a book), then to Grandma's house. I was loving it and hamming it up for everyone.

By the time I made it back home, I was zonked, so I went down for a long nap. So long, in fact, that I almost missed trick or treat. Mommy had to wake me up at 6 so we could get going. I was not pleased. At first. Then I was given the most glorious thing ever. A mini snickers bar.

The one and only piece of candy I was allowed all night long, and my oh my how delicious it was. I perked right up, and forgot all about being mad at mommy for waking me up. Sadie (a chicken)joined me in my wagon and we proceeded to tour the neighborhood.

The neighborhood was hoppin' last night! I've never seen so many people. And apparently our neighbors were thrilled to see so many people too because do you know what they did? They gave us candy! LOTS OF IT! Just for coming by to see them. It was crazy. I should go visit more often, because apparently they were just so thrilled to get visitors they were throwing candy at us. woooo, it was really awesome. And everyone loved our costumes. As soon as we pulled up everyone got that I was Woody. Not just a cowboy. They were calling me by NAME!

One of the people on our street did something called the Haunted Gingerbread House.

Which I'll admit was a bit confusing at first. But given that it combines Halloween with my other favorite holiday, Christmas, I figured you couldn't go wrong. And I was RIGHT! This witch came out to give us candy and she gave me a Milky Way. Oh devine chocolate! I could smell it through the wrapper.

Mommy wouldn't open it for me, but that was ok, I just held onto it the entire night until we got home and it had melted and reshaped itself into a tootsie roll shape.

From the haunted Gingerbread House, we headed down the street and visited with some other witches. You'll note I'm still holding my Milky Way in this picture.

Mommy says I may not look anything like her, but I am definitely her child given my love of chocolate. Anyway, we continued house to house and just had a great time together. Sadie was in charge of inventory, meaning she periodically checked to make sure that I didn't have more inventory than she did. She also was really helpful in explaining to people that really she would appreciate the suckers more than I would. Which was absolutely right. As long as no one touched my chocolate, we were good.

We ended the night at the Witches of Wisteria, right across the street from home. They loaded us down with more chocolate and then we ate pizza and visited for a while.

It was a great night. But the weird thing is, when I got up this morning, I couldn't find my loot anywhere. I know I had a full bag of the stuff last night, but mommy says I must have dreamed it. Then this morning she went into the pantry and when she came out, she had something stuffed in her mouth, and she left little brown fingerprints all over the counter. Mommy says I'm confused, but I don't know. . . .

Anyway, I hope you all had a great Halloween. Next stop: Turkey Day!!!!