My little Charlie Brown
I told you that Evan was going to be a robot for Halloween, right? WRONG! After a dress rehearsal, the toddler gave the robot outfit thumbs down. No offense to the robot getup, it is certainly a very nice costume, but the fit was just a little off, and the hat portion sent Evan into a rage.
The solution? Mommy shopping at 10 p.m. last night, looking for an alternative. Luckily I found a new costume in the first store I walked into, and I have to say, it was perfect. Charlie Brown, for my little Charlie Brown! We’ve always referred to Evan as Chuck Brown, due to a slight resemblance, and I was happy to find a costume that did not require me forcing him kicking and screaming into a hat.
Evan did a wonderful job walking to the first few houses to trick-or-treat, and then it happened… He saw a werewolf and completely LOST IT! Yes, we were the people with the screaming, crying, terrified toddler. We made our way back to Mamaw and Papaw’s house, and he spent the rest of the evening watching the action out the window from a safe, warm spot inside.
Minus the werewolf fiasco, we had a great first beggar’s night with our little man. Oh, and Evan experienced his first real taste of candy in the form of about 1/3 a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup. He approved!