Trick or Treat

Dragon dry run. Everything fits.

I have been looking forward to Halloween this year, because Brock had such a cute costume and is old enough to understand what is going on. I was slightly dismayed when he was less than enthusiastic about his costume after putting it on, but trick or treating is not about comfort after all; it is for parents of small children who do not yet appreciate what it is all about! I was determined to show him how fun it is to be a dragon for a night. All I had to do was figure out how he could sit comfortably in his car seat with a tail...and not take flight from vigorously flapping his arms because his "wings" were bugging him. The night turned out to be a huge success and he was a really good boy after the initial shock of being dragonized.

Our first stop was to Grandma Withers. Here we got to see Brooklyn the witch, Mason the monkey, and Gage the scarecrow. The three little pigs (Josie, Carter, and Riley Jo) and the big bad wolf (Kaysen) joined us later. It is here that Brock discovers what the bag is for...candy!

Our next stop was Grandpa Shane. Brock gladly carries his bag to the door here since he's a quick study and now knows the purpose of the bag.

Now we're off to visit Grandma Jo and Grandpa Darwin. We still have the three little pigs and the big bad wolf with us. The witch, monkey, and scarecrow had already been here and went to score in their neighborhood. Luckily there was chili here for the hungry trick or treaters (and parents). Grandma Vicki and Grandpa Brint were next on the list. Brock got in some valuable playing time here. He loves to go to Grandma Vicki's and play with her fun toys. Missy (the dog) didn't know what to think of the dragon in her house.

Last stop was the McGarry grandparents. He really had the hang of it here. We got to the door and he knocked, and knocked again, and knocked again...where were they? If they didn't answer soon Brock was going to lose patience and then they wouldn't get to see how cute he was holding his little bag at the door. WOULD SOMEBODY PLEASE ANSWER THE DOOR? Finally, just before he had given up the door was opened and there he was in all his cuteness. Okay, so maybe I was the one losing patience.

After 4 hours and many miles the night ended with a tired and cranky dragon, but it was fun for all of us.