Tricked and Untreated

Halloween was a bit of a blur last year. We dutifully carved pumpkins and handed out treats to the ghosts and goblins that came to our door, but we didn't bother with a costume for ourselves or Owen -- at two months he certainly wasn't up for pandering for candy and neither were we. This year, with Owen being a little older and more mobile, we decided to go all out (if one defines going all out as ordering a costume on-line). We debated what Owen should be, arranged to attend his costume parade at daycare and plotted out a limited trick-or-treating debut.

But then things got complicated. Owen's elephant costume was mocked for its political implications. Both Allen and I had meetings we couldn't possibly miss during Owen's parade. And worst of all, Owen's slight cold degenerated into a debilitating fever which resulted in him staying home for most of last week (which made our missing his parade kind of moot).

Owen perked up a little on Wednesday night, and so we forged ahead and took him in all his pachyderm glory over to Grandpa Fawcett's, where he helped to hand out candy and admired the seasonal balloons before he crashed an hour or so later (and by crashed I mean became cranky as having slept a total of seventeen hours the previous day, Owen wasn't about to go down without a fight).

The upshot is we didn't get a lot of cute Halloween pictures and we didn't get any of the treats that I was banking on, but while an elephant never forgets, we're pretty sure Owen won't remember any of the deficiencies of this year's Hallowed Eve.