Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Woof, Woof!

NorthernToddler picked out a puppy dog costume for this year. His mom and dad attempted to talk him into being something else, but our little man was quite insistent on the puppy outfit. After seeing him with the costume on, we think he made an excellent choice. Little man makes a good puppy. It didn't take long for him to learn the traits necessary to play his role: running around excitedly, drinking from toilets, and lifting his leg on fire hydrants. Okay, just kidding; he learned to say, "Woof, Woof" very quickly.

Levi's very first trick-or-treat stop. Ever. In his entire (short) life. NorthernMommy made sure that he was thoroughly prepared for the job by rehearsing his lines (twickorteet), and we headed out to bag some candy from the biggest sucker in the entire North Country - grandpa!
At first, Levi didn't really get what was going on....but as we headed to the other houses on the street and complete strangers started to fill his bag with candy, he caught on real quick! We hit all five houses on the street, and ended up with a full bag of candy! (It's a good idea to stop at houses staffed by senior citizens who've been waiting since noon to see if anyone will trick-or-treat at their house this year: they've got a lot of candy to get rid of - it's also recommended that you take along an impossibly adorable toddler: they provide a distraction so that you can shovel the candy into the bag with a minimum of fuss!)
By all accounts, NorthernToddler's first trick-or-treat outing was a smashing success. (Well, except for Mommy giving our little hero several pieces of his candy.... we ended up with a slightly wound-up ball of lightning who couldn't get enough of sprinting back and forth along the length of Grandpa's house!)(Good job, Mommy! - everyone knows that the candy is for the parents, not the child!) Our most difficult challenge of the night was trying to explain that the phrase 'twickorteet' only works on ONE night out of the whole year.

As a closing photo, we have a shot of our little redneck for your enjoyment.
Camo pants, lime green sweatshirt, mis-matching windbreaker, and a gimme hat from the GM truck dealer....that's our redneck! (The camo pants and lime green shirt came together as a set, and they look great in combination - but the total package is what sets out our little fashionista!) Now that you've had a little bit of time to absorb that fashion statement shown above, here's the best part: He went to church on Sunday morning wearing that exact outfit! (Well, minus the hat - we DO have standards...)

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