Trick-or-Treat

For Halloween, Hank dressed up as his favorite Sesame Street character, Elmo. I thought Hank would be a little more enthused about his costume since he loves Elmo so much, but his attitude was more like, "alright, mom, I'll wear this silly outfit if thats what it takes to get some candy." However, once he discovered that all he had to do was knock on a door and say the magic words, "trick or treat" and he was rewarded with a fist full of candy, he quickly caught the Halloween spirit. We walked around the whole neighborhood with our good friend Liz and Hank's buddy Cameron, the chicken, and collected a load of candy. After each house, Hank would plop his bucket down and have to inspect the contents of his candy stash, picking out a peice or two to tide him over until the next house. Hank's bucket finally became too heavy to carry and poor Hank was tired from all the walking, so we went back home and Hank "helped" pass out candy to the other trick-or-treaters. When our doorbell would ring, I would grab a few peices of candy from our bowl and toss them into the trick-or-treater's bags while Hank would steal from our bowl and run the candy back to his own bucket.

Here is Hank surveying his spoils.

Elmo and the little chicken (Cameron).

Hank ready to fill his bucket.