Stories from our lives here on the Front Range of Colorado. Lots of mountain bike adventures, ski days, hikes, pictures of Cooper and Lauren, our two dogs and anything else I choose to pontificate about.
Cooper worked on his "Trick or Treat" quite a bit in preparation for his big night. The kids were out early on our street (even before dusk), so Jill and I got Cooper dressed and ready to hand out candy on the porch. Much to Cooper's dismay, the kids were strangely all on the opposite of the road working the south side of the street houses first. Cooper called out "Hey Kids, you want some candy?" over and over again but he didn't have any takers.
Sensing his growing frustration, we just decided to shut off the porch light and take him to a few houses to trick or treat first then come back and hand out candy. We hit up 5 - 10 houses, took lots of pictures and videos and then headed back to our house. We gave Cooper the choice to do some more trick or treating or hand out candy at our house, and he opted for more trick or treating. So Cooper and I paraded up and down the street while Jill did candy duty on our porch. Cooper and I got back and he took over duty of giving out candy to all the spooks and goblins that come up in search of sweets. I was shocked that Cooper didn't seem to be phased by any of the scary masks and costumes at all. He was all business about handing out his candy.
Jill has given Cooper a complex about his feet...He wore sandals most of the Summer, and at the end of the day Jill and her super sensitive pregnancy sense of smell would say "Stinky Feet!" to him. That evidently stuck with him, as now anytime he sees someone's feet he says "Stinky Feet!". Luckily, not that many people understand him. So here is Cooper doing some trick or treating at the neighbor's house and encountering a girl with no shoes....and stinky feet.
