The bank teller surprised J with a sucker, which he then clutched triumphantly for hours, shouting "Happy Halloween Hucker!" At Panera, Mama splurged on his favorite treat--a blueberry muffin, while the costumed workers fawned over J and gave him cookies.
We burned some of the energy off playing in the yard after lunch. J slid down the slide and played his new favorite game, hayride. Despite all the sugar, he did take a nap, albeit a shorter one than usual, and woke up demanding "more hucker"...
The day ended blissfully. The evening was cool and crisp, jack'o'lanterns were lit, and we were able to relax and enjoy the excitement in the air during Trick or Treat.
J immediately caught on to the concept of passing out candy--he was a pro. As trick-or-treaters made their way up our driveway, J rummaged through the candy bowl seeking the good stuff--he wasn't going to be caught dead passing out tootsie roll pops or smarties. Nope; he pulled out a Nestle Crunch bar everytime.Later, however, a thought occurred to me--perhaps this was J's way of hoarding all the tootsie roll pops for himself! At any one time, he had two in his hand and was coveting the ones Daddy and I were eating as well. When we refused to let him have anymore, he went through the bowl, grabbed a couple, bent the sticks, and then pronounced them 'broken', as if that meant we would acquiesce.
What a smartie...
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