Today, 31st October 2006, I went trick or treating for the first time. Digi had a great evening, knocking on doors and saying “ickor eet!”, before politely reaching into the bowl presented to him, and taking a single sweetie (normally a lollypop, but occasionally “ocklate”). He got quite into recognizing which houses were up to being terrorized by children (i.e. those with pumpkins outside) and would run from door to door with a fistful of sweets.
“Digi, shall I hold some of those for you?”
“No, Digi hold them”
When we got home, after two lollipops, some ocklate, and a marshmallow, Digi had his teeth brushed, and went to sleep. Mummy and Daddy then ate some of the left over ocklate. Sshh. Don't tell.