We went trick or treating on Sunday with the rest of the country. Brendan was a pirate. Owen was a bat.
Brendan trick or treated like a pro. He walked up to the houses all by himself.
My personal favorite was probably the 3rd house we went to. He walked up, rang the bell, the little old lady came out, plunked a nickel in his bucket, and we should've been on our way. Instead, Brendan looked at the bucket, looked at the lady, looked in the bucket again, the stared at the lady like "Seriously?? Where's my candy?" I thought we were going to have to drag him off her porch.
Owen rode in the wagon and had a jolly good time himself. There was one house that was playing some bad ass music and Owen rocked out to it. I'll have to upload that video a different day.
When Brendan was done he was done. He jumped in the wagon and rode back to the house.
I have a few more pictures to post later. We stopped to see Maddy before heading home.
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