Halloween

Max preparing for Halloween.

Delia took Max to Grass Valley's downtown Halloween kids party. Other than that, I will not comment on the picture. I wasn't there, okay?

Max and his new friend Sean.

We unfortunately didn't take photos of the actual trick-or-treating, but here's what happened. We live in the Morgan Ranch subdivision, which is one of the only walkable areas in Grass Valley & Nevada City. We've heard rumors that parents brought their kids here but we never saw them. We usually spent Halloween in the house eating the candy we bought. But Max got invited to go trick-or-treating in Morgan Ranch by some friends, and we were asked, "So you're leaving the porch light on?"

Umm...what?

We turned the porch light on and within about 10 minutes all our candy was gone and we had to slam the door and turn the lights off before a couple 6-year-olds made it in. OK, that last part was an exaggeration, but we couldn't believe the madhouse we found when we actually left the house. I was wondering if Max would get freaked out by all the fairies and vampires, but he went into a very studious mood. In any case, our candy was gone, but I had a way to get it back. I had Max.

"Trick or Treat!"

"Well, hello.....awwwwww.....oh, he's so cute!! What's his name?"

"Max."

"Well, hello, there, little fella!"

"Umm....yeah.....Trick or treat!"

(Smile fading) "Who's this for, anyway?"

"It's for Max."

(Smile gone.)

We then went to a post-trick-or-treat party, where Max immediately made himself at home.

Max post-trick or treating. He is eating the candy, so there! (Note: Candy quickly removed from his mouth. )

Max at party, shortly before he crawled into the bucket of ice water.