Halloweeeeeeeen!

This year was my first real Halloween experience.  And I resisted at first.  I wasn’t “down” with the whole costume thing.  At first bought a pug costume and forced me into it.  I cried.  It was too small anyway, so it went back to the store. In exchange, Momma brought home a witch costume, figuring it was more like normal clothes and that I would be more accepting.  But normal clothes are not made of cheap, crunchy fabric.  They spent a week trying to warm me up to the witch hat.  When it came time to put on the dress, I protested.  I relented, but demanded to be allowed the comfort of my bink and blanket in order to wear it.

Since it was so nice out, we just sat on the porch and waited for the kids to come.  Daddy showed me how to hand out candy and I got a real kick out of doing that.  I was afraid of some of the scarier costumes, Darth Vader in particular, but eventually warmed up to the whole costume thing.  I even wore my hat and danced some.

Momma and Daddy had decorated the house earlier today with spiderwebs and creepy lawn installations.  They thought it was pretty funny when the cackling witch scared me to tears.  Here is a photo of me just before the witch screamed at me.  I don’t like those decorations and stayed clear afterwards.

We sat on the porch past sunset.  I figured out the the pretty foil wrappers have tasty tasty treats inside, and I got a little sugar high.  I stood on our sidewalk, a piece of candy in each outstretched hand, and hollered “HI” “HI” “HI”, hoping to bring in more customers.  But it was bedtime.

Anyway, it was a good time.  Next year I might try the trick or treat thing myself, but handing out candy was alot of fun.