Halloween

Parker has some pumpkin bread as Chris talks about his day. (Let's just say, the fact that Chris is able to join us tonight -- rather than work his normal insane hours -- should give you an idea of how
his day went.) But eventually, Parker had to put his foot down. "All right! All right, Daddy! Enough of the yapping! Let's go trick or treating!"

One house down, many more to go...what ever that means. Parker is still working his brain around what this whole trick or
treating thing is all about. In the meantime, he has his entourage to keep him focused on the important thing...having fun.

Things started to click and make sense after a while. Mommy or daddy would knock on the door and it would open. Everyone yells, "Trick or Treat!" Hold our the bucket and the stranger will drop something into it. Then move onto the the next house. Got it.
Follow the yellow brick road. Follow the...errr...grey concrete
road. It's Daddy, the Cowardly Lion, and their little dinosaur, Toto.

"Puppies to our left and to our right! We're surrounded, Daddy!"
By the end of the night, Parker was an old pro at this trick or
treating thing. Now, we were never able to get him to actually say "Trick or Treat". And while he does a great growl, he never said it a doorway for a stranger. But he was able to carry the bucket on his own and he could grab the offered candy on his own. (Call me a bad Momnmy but no, Parker didn't get to eat any of the received candy. I'm sure he'll get enough to make him sick ten times over in the years to come.)

Only one thing would bring this night to a screeching halt...a dirty diaper. Have no fear, Parker. The night's not over...not without a burger at Bob's. Parker shared a milk shake with Mommy, who had a chili spaghetti with American cheese (old school style).