

The rocket launcher was real hit. Even Kyle took a few turns and loved running after the rocket to bring it back.

But, Kyle's favorite part of the party was definitely the slide. He spent most of his time going up and down on the slide and barely stopped to take a bite of any food. (He had some PediaSure, so I guess that served as enough of a meal.)

Still Sliding.....

Head first this time....

He did take a break to drink some blood juice. When it's 85 degrees outside, you have to make sure you're properly hydrated---love that red mustache!

Practicing his tomahawk chop:

Then, it was time for trick-or-treating. This is the first year that Kyle has actually understood what's going on with the Halloween candy thing. He was SO excited about all the decorations--lots of "ooooohs!" and "awwhhhs!" whenever we passed a particularly spooky house.

We went around the Tyler's neighborhood and then stopped by the Johnson's house. Then, we continued our drive-by trick-or-treating by going to the Fabiano's hood. We were amazed at how much of a trick-or-treat trooper little Squatting Weasel was. He carried his heavy pumpkin almost the entire night and never tired of walking/running down the sidewalk to the next house. When older kids were complaining of being tired and wanting to go home, he was still rarin' to go.

As much fun as we had and no matter how much longer Kyle could have gone on, we made an end of our awesome Halloween night and headed on home after that. (After all, Stephen had already sacrificed 3 hours of Saturday Game Day, for me and Kyle, which is HUGE. It helped that the Aggies won and iPhone kept him updated!)
It was time to empty the pumpkin, inspect the booty, and enjoy a few pieces of the good stuff. Kyle's jaw dropped at the site of his candy load. He was obviously humbled and grateful:
"Oh, Lord, we thank thee for the gifts of thy bounty which we enjoy at this table......."
