Halloween 2008

We set off for Grandma's on Friday afternoon because she has the best spot for trick-or-treating. Large established community with tons of young families where everyone sits outside on the decorated porch passing out fits full of candy.

Enough to make your head swim and pass-out from sugar rushes. Mr. E is of the age were he wants to full enjoy the experience, yet feels a little too old to be going around the neighborhood. It doesn't help that he's 6 foot 1 and a half.... a full 12 inches taller then most boys his age. Yet with little Mac fully understanding what, when and how this all works... it's an excuse to tag-along.



Mac was suppose to be Tigger, but Grandma had the Barbie Princes dress. Miss Mac could not resist. Plus with temps up in the 70's it made for perfect dress weather.

All week she's been practicing the routine. Walk up to the door. Ring the bell. Say real loud Trick-or-Treat. Once candy is put in bucket then say Thank you.



At her first door, she did exactly that. Walked away, let out a huge sigh and said "Yes! I did it!" - yes my little princes, you sure did. You did it over and over again for the next 2 hours.