Silly Monkey

I know what your'e thinking...Oh, I bet there are a lot of great pictures of Spencer in his Halloween costume. Yeah, that's what Mom and Dad were hoping for as well...unfortunately, I
decided that I was not going to be so accommodating. Homey don't play that. I choose to put up a mild protest instead. This year, I chose to be a monkey over a dinasaur.







My Halloween planning started out a little sketchy. Earlier in the month, Mom made me a home made costume - a paper bag. I was afraid this was going to be my costume. I'm not gonna lie...I did have some fun modeling it.



You may not know this, but one of the most crucial responsibilities of a Halloween is to pick out the perfect pumpkin. We went to an apple orchard and went through their pumpkin patch. After a long search, I finally found the perfect pumpkin. I was insistant on finding a small pumpkin.







Saturday before Halloween Mom and Dad decided to carve the pumpkin. I decided that this was going to be a clothing optional event. At first, I had mild interst in the overseeing of the cutting and scooping of the pumpkin. .















I hung around but got tired of Mom and Dad's pervasive questioning. "Do you like your pumpkin?", "Do you want to scoop?", "Do you have to go to the bathroom?" Geesh...the line of questioning would never end and I decided I had enough. I stormed out multiple times, announcing I was going to take a nap. I'd lie in the sun for a few minutes then come over to see how things were going, feign slight interest, then stomp off again to bathe in the sunlight.

Despite all of the drama, I actually did have a lot of fun trick or treating. It took a few attempts but I started to get the hang of it. I can't believe people actually were giving my candy. I made a pretty good haul. The thing is, I don't remember eating much candy but Mom and Dad were insistant that all of the candy had been eaten. Overall, Halloween was a succes. I had my first sucker, different candy bars, M&Ms. In fact, for the next few mornings, I insisted on having Whoppers for breakfast. Apparently, we have a no candy for breakfast rule in this house...for now.