Sorry to all my childless and fancy-free friends.  You must endure another o-my-god-my-son-is-so-perfectly-wonderfully-adorable-isn’t-he posts.  Okay.  Well.  I am not sorry.  I am going with that “no apologies” policy outlined yesterday. Live with it.

Harry is just a little too young to really go trick-or-treating.  It’s a long way for his little legs to handle, confounded with the fact that we live in the foothills.  Uphill is not a problem for those little toddler jambs.  Downhill, unfortunately, results in a barely-controlled dead-ass run ending in head-over-heels hurtling and many tears.  And that’s if only Mommy starts crying.  No.  I am just not ready for it.  Plus, we are on a no-nuts policy until Harry is two, so half the stuff he got he wouldn’t eat anyway.  I would.  Best to remove temptation entirely.

But if you are past the trick-or-treating age limit (and contrary to some of the oversized folks that hit our door last night, there IS an age limit), a lot of the fun is dressing up your kid in all the costumes you wished you had when you were little.  If you can’t live vicariously through your child, it isn’t worth the poop and vomit.  So we went on the “it is better to give than receive” philosophy, and let Harry take charge of handing out the treats to the advancing hordes. 

I don’t think he could have had more fun.

He greeted everyone with a smile:

 

He handed out candy with trained precision:

At least, when he wasn’t so distracted by the costumes that his training broke down.  Apparently we need more work on Ninja-focus:

And he waved a cheerful Bye-bye to everyone:

And when the crowd thinned out he practiced his Ninja moves:

And put on his best Ninja-face:

Or just plain waited:

 

At one point he grabbed me by the arm and hauled me to the door.  “Make them appear, Mommy!  I want more silly people!”

Finally, with resignation, at 8:30 we had to shut the door and turn off the lights:

His disappointment was only mitigated by discovering the joys of leftover white chocolate Kit-Kat bars and yet another Elmo video.  He fell asleep still in the Ninja costume.  I think it was an unqualified success.