Finally! The long-awaited Halloween post is here. I finally downloaded the photos of Braeden in his bumblebee costume to the computer and I can now show you how cute Braeden looked that night.
He was the one who picked out his bumblebee costume at Target one day with Mat. And he seemed really excited about Halloween and if anyone asked him what he was going to be he very proudly replied bumblebee. He even went bzzz bzzz! Then the night of Halloween came and he would not put his costume on! My plan was to pick him up from school a little early so we could get home, get the costume on, and do our trick-or-treating before it got too dark. Best laid plans...
Braeden refused to put the costume on. The doorbell rang and a two-year-old in a dinosaur costume was on the other side of the door. Our almost three-year-old completely freaked out. He was in a panic. He pulled me over so that I fell on the floor and he was practically screaming. The dinosaur looked pretty nervous, but not nervous enough not to take a piece of candy from our pumpkin. This dinosaur didn't help our cause!
We had dinner and more kids came to the door. And you could practically see the wheels turning in Braeden's head. Wear costume...ring doorbell...say trick or treat...get candy. Hmmm...I like ringing doorbells...I like candy...I'll have to suck it up and wear the costume, then I can ring the doorbells and get the candy! It's a plan.
So, he refused to put on the black tee shirt and black pants I bought to go under his costume. But since he'd finally agreed to put the costume on, I didn't care that we did it over his Giants shirt and jeans. You'll see in the photos, it looks silly, but it's on. We finally headed out the door, in the dark, and hit the houses on our street.
We really have the nicest neighbors; Halloween confirmed that for me. Shaler and Michelle (who are expecting a little girl in April!) brought over a BIG bag of candy of Braeden because they were going out to dinner. Shaler is not the kind of guy who's going to hop up every five minutes to give out candy. The rest of our neighbors were home (except Braeden's bestest friend Tasha who must have been out doing her own trick-or-treating) and let Braeden have as much candy as we would let him take. Our neighbor Laura was the designated candy person, but when she saw that it was Braeden, she called Rob out to see him. Rob never seems like a kid guy, but he's incredibly patient with Braeden and always stops to talk to him or admire Braeden's rocks, cars, or sticks. When we finished with the houses on our street, Braeden was so impressed with his haul, he wanted to keep going but it was bedtime.
Each night after dinner, if Braeden hits all his dinner, he gets to have a piece of his candy. He absolutely LOVED those mini Hershey kisses with the candy coating. He had 5 or 6 bags of those, so he ate them for a week. He doesn't really discriminate though, he ate Reeses' Pieces, a crunch bar, a lollipop, whatever we gave him, he ate.
And now, here's the picture of our little bumblebee! Bzzz Bzzz!