Alex dressed up as a cowboy this year and loves his new boots he got out of the deal. I put eye liner on his face for the beard and mustache and while I was putting it on Alex kept smiling at himself in the mirror. I walked around the block with him to go trick or treating. There was a small group of about 5 girls that were right behind us so when we would get to a door they were there the same time. Alex quickly realized that if he was not at the head of the pack he would not be able to ring the door bell and knock so at every house he would race ahead of the group of girls so he could be first and if it looked liked one of the girls was going to win Alex would start barking orders.
At a few of the houses Alex invited himself right into the entry way and turned to greet the other trick or treaters and helped pass out candy like he was running the show. After the other kids had moved onto the next house Alex would stay and visit for a few seconds with the home owner about their dog, a statue outside the front door, or any other thing that caught his eye by the door. I would have to call his name from the street so that the person at the door could shut the door. At this point Alex would realize the group of girls was fast approaching the next house so he would zoom past them in an effort to beat them. This went on the entire block.
Once home, Alex shed his chaps, gun belt, and hat and took over Brent's (Whitney's son) job of answering the door and handing out candy. The second the doorbell rang he would fly off the couch, swing the front door open, and say hi and chat to the kids while passing out the candy. No way he was going to pass up this great opportunity of meeting and greeting people and being in charge.
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