Bug, Granny and I went trick or treating in our nearby town. We chose a neighborhood that is steep as heck, thinking this would wear out the bug and he would not drag granny and I to fifty houses. The plan worked, by the time we made our loop and announced it was the last house Bug didn't protest a bit. He was fine with getting in the car and heading home. This year I stood back a little letting Bug go to the door and knock. We came to a house with several steps leading to the front door. Bug got to the top and knocked, out popped a witch saying " Hello my pretty" In her best witchy voice. Bug took three steps back and turned to grandma and I. I yelled out "It's ok, it's just a costume" The lady was nice enough to change her voice and said "It's ok honey I'm not really a witch" He came down the stairs pretty fast from that house. When we got to the last house the woman handing out candy was vaguely familiar. Then a small child poked their head around the door. Bug exclaimed his pre-school friends name.. then said " What the heck are you doing here?"
I had to explain that his little friend LIVED their. We arrived back home at 7pm and Bug was asleep in grandma's arms by 7:20. Here he is.. the Power Ranger. I know, I know.. violence and all that.. but he really really wanted this costume.. muscles and all.
I hope everyone had a fun and safe Halloween!