Halloween 2008

Halloween was pretty fun for us this year. Jake is at the age that he is starting to get the idea of things. The morning of Halloween I was driving Jake to daycare and we had the following conversation:

Me: Jakey when mommy picks you up today we will eat dinner and put on your horsey costume and go trick or treating

Jake: But I already did go trick or treating

Me: No, that was a parade, today is Halloween and we will dress up and go out with all the kids and knock on all the doors and say trick or treat and people will give you candy!

Jake: And I can take my bucket...

Me: yes.

Jake: (with excitement growing in his voice) and I will get wots and wots of canny?!

Me: yes.

Jake: and I can eat my canny?

Me: (hesitant) yes...

Jake: OH MOMMY THAT MAKES ME SOOOO HAPPY!!!!!!

It was so funny to hear him figure it out! After work we went shopping at Wal-Mart for a cowboy hat. We search the insanely packed store for just 1 cowboy hat to complete the look. We had little luck. Things were looking bleak until we hit the costume isle. The isle was filled with thousands of costumes strewn everywhere in madness and every undesirable person in Tulsa rummaging through them frantically. I drug Jake quickly through what was begining to feel like quicksand and just as we reached the end there it was, one glorious hat left! Jake is now a cowboy!

We ate dinner, and as promised, we went trick or treating. This is when I learned that I have actually instilled the most incredible fear be being run over in my child! While walking in the street (like normal trick or treaters), Jake clung to my leg frantically screaming, " HOLD ME MOMMA I DON'T WANT TO GET SQUISHED LIKE A FROG!!!!" As I chuckled to myself I realized in that moment my defiant little child actually does listen to me when I'm talking to him!

Jake fell asleep during our walk back to the apartment with his head on his horses head and me trying to juggle the awkward costume, him, and the coveted bucket of "canny".