Dragons have to eat before heading out to the pillage the neighborhood.
Then I practiced my flying... A little shaky at first, but then it was smooth sailing.
Um, Dad... What do you mean I can't fly to each house? What does that have to do with your arms?
First stop! Mr. Scott and Beau hooked me (meaning mommy) up with lots of good chocolate.
And on to the next!
Ooooh - another fellow trick-or-treater!!
After making it to approximately 6 houses, Dad and Mom were pretty cold, so I brought them home and we handed out candy.
Then a special surprise - a ladybug and rodeo clown came to visit just me!!!
And then I enjoyed the spoils. Wrappers and all.