First Halloween

Wilson was a gorilla for his very first Halloween. Grandma bought him this adorable suit, and we planned to make him carry around a Barbie and be King Kong... but he wouldn't hold on to the doll, and then Joan got a hold of it and chewed it apart and made the hair a teased mess.

We put him in the suit a couple of times during the month so make sure that he wouldn't freak out. He was totally fine, just went about his business looking like a gorilla. Adorable. 

Our ward had a Halloween Carnival on the 22nd so we dressed Wilson up and took him. He lasted about 10 minutes because he was VERY fussy that night and the building was ridiculously hot so he was just sweating in the suit. Ryan's parents had a Trunk-or-Treat on Friday so we dressed him up again and took him up there. It was freezing that night so he was totally fine. He was terrified of Grandpa in his inflatable cowboy hat and would NOT look at him. And Grandma's car was decorated with a ghost in the trunk, and that made him cry. Courtney pointed out that he might have his dad's affinity for Halloween. Super.

Last night (the Mormon Halloween), We didn't dress Wilson up because we weren't going Trick-or-Treating. Ryan and I won't/can't eat candy... and Wilson is far to young so we figured there was no point. Same as last year and the year before, we BARELY had anyone come to our door. For living in such a young neighborhood I find this utterly ridiculous. When we did have trick-or-treaters, Wilson just looked at the door very quizzically and continued playing. 

Part of me feels bad that we didn't make his "First Halloween" a big deal... but he really had no reason to enjoy it anyway.