I got a call just before 3:30 today that he had a fever of 101. So I headed home to pick him up, and we're not trick or treating tonight. He's really not up to it. He's been dosed with ibuprofen and is happily ensconced in his truck chair in front of the TV, watching endless reruns of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. He helped hand candy to our neighbor's two-year old, Abby (she was dressed as Mickey Mouse) and has eaten 1 Reese's PB Cup and 1 miniature KitKat bar. I think that's the extent of our Halloween this year.
He did, however, participate in the Halloween parade last Friday at day care. And this was his costume:
Here, this might help with identification:
Yep. We were at Target last week, and he found this costume and had to have it. He liked it more than Thomas, folks. More than Buzz Lightyear, too. He wore it for awhile Saturday morning, and I'm sad he doesn't feel good enough to wear it tonight. It'll be great for dress-up, though.
Jake, of course, is in his element. If I'm not manning the door he stands there, ears alert, watching the front walk for little people. He likes the 6-8 year old boys best, and they return the favor by exclaiming "Cool! Is that a Husky? Can I pet him?" And of course we say yes, and Jake lets them ruffle his fur and touch his ears.
The one thing we did accomplish last night was the ceremonial carving of the pumpkins. Otto helped by telling us where eyes, noses and mouths should go. Can you match the jack o'lantern to its owner?
Happy Halloween everyone!