He was leaning towards Superman, and we were looking on Amazon when he discovered Leonardo, a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. Sigh. I'm not a fan of the turtles (I think they are way too aggressive and violent. I usually don't care about these things, but this is an exception. I felt validated a few weeks ago when a parent of one of Trey's friends from preschool said that watching the show gives her son nightmares. I KNEW there was a reason that I don't let Trey watch that show.), but he was adamant about it.
Before there were costumes, there was pumpkin carving, of course.
Trey's preschool had a costume party on Friday. I guess he wasn't the only Ninja Turtle.
Friday night we braved the rain and went trick-or-treating with Grady and Case and Deena's son Coen. Luckily, it only rained on us for about 10 minutes before letting up.
Trey, Case, and Grady
"Turtle Treat!" was what Trey said every time the door opened.
As soon as we got home, Trey dumped his candy out in a pile and sorted through it. How do they learn to do this? It must be an innate skill.
I was looking for a picture for Trey in our old photo albums and found these from 1978. I don't know if this would be a very PC costume these days...










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