Don't come here looking for pictures.

I took so many pictures of Little Man in his costume last night, I swear I was making him sick making him stand up against the wall. Gorgeous pictures, perfect pictures. All with my stupid camera phone that gives me crappy pictures, but hey! they're pictures!

The stupid phone has decided to go into stoopid mode and not let me send the pics to my e-mail to upload onto the computer...
So all the perfect pictures are trapped in the phone. To my (and all of your) disappointment, we will not having the pictures until my stoopid phone company figures out why the phone suddenly doesn't want to go on the internet.

We had a blast trick-or-treating last night. We went to my mother's town so she could come with us. The area we went to is an old Army base so it's a lot of duplexes really close together, and most of the neighbors were passing candy out. He got extra candy at some houses for being the 'cutest little Elmo ever, even cuter than the one on t.v!" He was trying to say trick-or-treat but would usually say "teet!". Hey, it was close. At some houses he would reach into his pumpkin bucket and offer the people a candy in exchange for what he was getting, it was cute. He said his "Tak yoooo" and "bye-bye" and he would be on to the next house. One of the houses, the two neighbors got together and decorated their whole backyard for a great display and we stood there for a good ten minutes as Little Man ooh'd and aah'd at the witches at the cauldron, and the Frankenstein at the gate...

It was a great time. Last year (his first Halloween, he was 11 months old and dressed as Mickey) he didn't really understand what the hell we were doing, this year he got it. "Hey, I go and knock and they give me candy? This is great!"