When we started looking at magazines back in early September, Austin said he wanted to be Superman and he pretty much stuck with that every time I asked what he wanted to be. So Superman he was... Superman in a costume that was a bit too small, but we will keep that small detail to ourselves. Trick or treating started out with a Superman who woke up on the wrong side of the bed after nap so we had a very grumpy Superman. After a few stops and a few pieces of candy, we went from "I-don't-want-to-trick-or-treat Superman" to "Sugar-high-I-can-fly-Superman" Good times!
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