Sam the Duck

Sam is spending his Halloween at daycare, where he will be in costume and exchanging treats. We celebrated together on Monday, when we joined my moms group in trick-or-treating at a local nursing home.

If the group of strange women and children in costumes scared Sam, he didn’t let it show. He followed along without question as several of us wrangled little giraffes, ladybugs, monkeys, tigers, and polar bears to the residents’ rooms. I only had to show him how to hold his little bucket out once. He saw that Crunch bar hit the bottom of his pail and was hooked. He didn’t hesitate to hold it out at each door we went to.

We were having a great time and had finished with the first and second floors. With only one floor left, we went in to an apartment to get Snickers from a woman sitting in a recliner. Without a sound, Sam chose to lie down on her carpet - and stayed there. My son was exhausted from the revelry.

Happy, happy Halloween!

He refused to stand still or smile nicely. He was WAY too excited about being a duck.

No, seriously, Mom. I am GOING somewhere looking like this?

Scoring big with one of the residents

Taking off to find more candy! (That is Owen the Tiger and Nico the Monkey scuffling in the background.)

Playing with his pumpkin at home.