Well, we didn't actually go trick-or-treating for Colin's first Halloween. We didn't even put him in his cute lion costume that his Mae-Mae brought him all the way from Arkansas. The costume was too itchy and a little too small, and there is nothing will curdle the blood faster than a baby lion in the middle of a meltdown.
Fortunately, there were no meltdowns on the Monday after Halloween when we got all dressed up to go to the post-Halloween bash for our New Mom's (and Dad's) Group. And it's a good thing, too, since all the other babies came in costume, and there was some stiff competition--especially Little Miss N. in her adorable alien costume, complete with adorable alien noises. Looks like next year, we'll have to step up our game.