a dog as big as me
The evening started off with some apprehension, given that X was nap-less that day and that it had taken two more or less competent adults to wrangle him into his costume. There were tears and general complaining. I thought that perhaps we’d do half a block and then it would be time to put bug to bed.
At house number one, X had to be coaxed up to the door, encouraged to knock, hold the bag out, endure “Oh, look at the cute teddy bear” (he was dressed as a dog), etc.
House number two required only me pointing at the porch and, zoom! he was off. Banging on the door, holding open the bag, then waving bye.
Candy is a powerful behavioural modification tool.
House numbers three through forty involved me prying X off the door handles he was trying to wrench open or pressed up against after the occupants took more than 10 seconds to answer, and moving him back to the side-walk while taking more than two steps at a time in between turning around and waving bye-bye. We also started to get more and more candy per house as the evening went on and people realized they would be stuck with extras if they didn’t unload it quickly.
After almost an hour, I decided that we should call an end to the door-to-door cuteness onslaught, and staggering under the combined weight of candy + toddler, returned home, where Mummy immediately began to enjoy the sugary haul.
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It is amazing how fast the “get it” with the whole trick-or-treating thing! Nolan was the same way- apprehensive with the first house, and then he was running to the next one, in eager anticipation of sugar!
I don’t even want to count how many chocolate bars I’ve eaten…. this is not going to be a good year for the waistline, lol!
I am sad he wasn’t in his costume when I came to visit, but he sure looks cute in that photo.
Oh, and I totally agree, candy is a powerful behavioural modification tool!