Trick or Treat

This year was a banner year for trick-or-treating.  It was Zoe's second year, but her first year of being really excited and totally loving "knock on someone's door and get free candy" aspect of the night.  We did about a 1/2 mile loop and she ran from door-to-door for the first 3/4 of it.

She couldn't wait to get to the next house and the next house and the next house.  Her smile charmed more candy out of people and we ended up with a full pumpkin bucket by the end of the night.

Really, how could you only give one piece to this face?

After her and grandma got done sorting through the candy, she played trick-or-treat with daddy.  She handed him her bucket and told him to say trick-or-treat, then she'd put candy in it.  He was supposed to say thank-you after she got done putting candy in it, so she could have the bucket and do trick-or-treating to him.  Daddy doesn't play by the rules and instead looked in the bucket, looked back at her and said, "trick or treat" again.

Zoe put more candy in the bucket, daddy looked at the bucket, looked back at Zoe and said, "trick or treat."

Zoe put more candy in the bucket.

When he said "trick-or-treat" one more time, Zoe went to get more candy.  As she did that, she looked at daddy and said, "you're killing me smalls."