First I gave Morgan a bit of scruff. Some five o'clock shadow. But Aaron had a better idea and he ended up with a shnazzy mustache. So cute!
Morgan was adorable and really ended up loving the whole trick or treating thing. We'd go up to a door, I would ring the bell and Morgan would knock until someone answered. :) Then I'd tell him to say Trick-or-treat, and sometimes he would do his best and say "treat". He didn't want any tricks! Though, once he said, "heck!" Where'd that come from?
Oh, and most of the time people would let Morgan choose which piece of candy that he wanted. Mistake! He wanted them all! So he'd try to take handfuls and cram them into his bucket. So then I'd go to put back the candy that he stole while apologizing, but many people would be like, "oh, it's okay." So he'd end up getting more than was originally allowed. Thinking back though, I wonder if they were saying it was okay after I apologized, rather than giving him permission to take all he wanted. Hmmm... But his hands are little, so handfuls never really amounted to more than three pieces.
I often wished they would just give Morgan the candy, rather than let him choose, for another reason too. When he picked them, more often than not he took the dum-dum suckers! Or the tootsie roll suckers. Or Smarties. Those where his candy of choice. Come on Morgan, take the chocolate! The candy bars, Morgan! M&M's! Mommy doesn't want to share with you if all you get are dum-dum's!
Morgan was also scared of decorations. One of the first houses we visited had one of those bowls with the automated hand that moves and makes noises. Morgan screamed. It was hillarious, but from then on he didn't want to get too close to some of the more decorated doors. Sometimes even pumpkins made him wary!
Oh, and the weather. When we started we were thrilled with how warm it was. We brought jackets, but didn't wear them. The best Halloween weather that we could remember. And then it started to rain. It rained off and on all night, but really, it was still warm enough that we didn't need to put on our jackets.
His Elmo bucket was completely filled with candy. He made out pretty good for a two year old.