Just Look At My Kid And Move On

It's a warm holiday sentiment straight from my heart to your screen. Here are some shots of my kid from his Halloween party yesterday.

I know. He's crazy cute.

And this is the only "group" shot he would kind of take part in (he's the one on the far right):



That was in between kicking leaves around and swatting at pumpkins.

He needs a hair cut and was a little weirded out by the paint on his hand. He just looked at her like, "okay, let me know when you don't need my hand anymore and I won't scream.":

And he's a hellion who just tolerates that costume:

He teaches the other kids how to eat a bag of leaves. I just looked at the other parents and said, "you're welcome" as he then ran out into the street:

He did sit still for a second:


And acted like a good little model baby:



Also? He wouldn't have anything to do with the actual trick or treating. He continued to run around, throwing a football. I think I saw him holding one of the other kids up for their candy a short time later.

I was so proud.