A Halloween Miracle

Twas' the night before Halloween,
And all through the house....
I had no frickin' clue what Waylon would wear for Trick-or-treating.

(Gotcha there, didn't I?)

I think I mentioned last year, that Halloween may be Waylon's least favorite holiday ever. Really, it's a rather bizarre holiday, if you think about it.
Try explaining this to a kid who can't talk:
Here, put on an itchy, uncomfortable, costume. We are going to go to people's houses, but you can't go in. Just ring the doorbell and stand out in the cold. It will be fun, really. Forget everything we've been trying to teach you about asking for things nicely, and use new words- "Trick or treat". Then, when someone puts a bowl full of hundreds of pieces of delicious candy in your face, only take one. We'll walk forever and you'll be exhausted. But it will be a blast, I promise.
Right.

And because Waylon's wardrobe choices are limited to jeans, swimming trunks, and grey, red, or orange shirts, and I can't really ask him "What would you like to be for Halloween this year?" I planned ahead and thought he could wear a grey shirt with a NASCAR driver on it, and carry a plastic steering wheel. Perfect costume for the boy who loves cars and hates costumes, right?
Well getting ready to go trick or treating was something like this...

To $%#! with your stupid steering wheel, I'd rather throw rocks.

So when Trav and I got suited up in our costumes (Trav was real excited, can't you tell?),

Get it???

Waylon wouldn't leave my oven alone. He just loved it.
So just when I thought Waylon was going to have to go trick or treating as a bun-in-the-oven (minus the bun of course), I had a brilliant plan.
Travis ran downstairs, grabbed Caden's old robot costume made out of a cardboard box, and low and behold, the boy put it on and wore that thing all night long.

It was seriously a Halloween miracle.
And the cutest thing ever.