It was a Friday, and I didn’t have anything pressing at work, so I took the day off so I could take Matthew Trick-or-Treating. In the past we only went to a few houses. It would be late in the day and dark when I got home from work, so that precluded extensive going house to house. So this year I got to take him when he got home from school in the early afternoon. We still didn’t go extensive doorbell ringing. We walked about for an hour or so. Boy in that hour he filled up an entire shopping bag. Whoa, beyond my expectations. I even asked at the end if we wanted to go some more, and he said, “This bag is too heavy. Let’s go home.”
Of course he went as Batman. Here are some pictures. Acting tough.
Not sure if you can see it, but he was very proud of the little cape that came with the costume.
My mother was his biggest contributor, giving him at least a half dozen packages.
Even Rosie got to wear a Halloween jester collar. Here they are fighting as usual. Some tough guy. He can't even handle a fifteen pound pup.
I’m glad I took the day off. It was one of those father/son treasured moments.