Nailed it.

It's hard to believe, but last night was Park's fourth Halloween and the first one during which he actually mouthed the words "trick or treat" (although at times there was an uncomfortably long delay between the person opening the door and the actual utterance of the phrase—making us seem more like loiters than Halloween enthusiasts).

Anyway, as hopefully you can tell, Park was a construction worker. While that may seem pretty simple, it took us roughly four months to get there thanks to the attention span of, well … a three year old, that never really allowed us to determine what he was going to be. In fact, as late as two weeks ago when we asked Park what he wanted to be, we were surprised to hear "the Easter Bunny." Luckily, he came back to the construction worker (or as Park calls it "a worker man") idea we were already planning on. 

As far as our route, we decided to stay close to home to check out the new neighborhood and hopefully meet some of our neighbors … and we did, we met the only two other trick or treaters we saw maybe four or five times. Unfortunately there were a lot of unanswered doors, however the ones that did open up were very nice and were more than happy to unload some candy on Park, he even brought home a tube of tooth paste.

All in all, I think he had fun, and to be honest, I don't think he could have handled much more.

Oh, and by the way, Carrie and "the fetus" also dressed up. Here they are with Park.

And if you couldn't tell what's on Park's hat, here it is. He really wanted a construction cone to be part of his costume, so I found a way to give him one.