Candy enough to feed an army

I don't know if it's written in Henry's genes to run from house to house collecting candy, but as soon as the idea got into his head, he was out of control! We went trick or treating with Kaitlin, Wee-o, and Thomasin tonight and Henry was in heaven. He was screaming out "Wee-o, Wee-o!" and "Tommy, Tommy!" as well as "punky, punky! for pumpkin. He also learned how to say ghost and witch and was equally amazed by every kid or dog that was dressed up. When I say Henry was excited, I mean that he was running, screaming, and yelling every word he uttered. He never waited for the nice people handing out the candy to put in his bag. As they bent down to say hello to the nice little giraffe, Henry would dig both hands into the candy bowl, almost knocking the person off their feet and the bowl out of their hands and take as much candy as his little hands could hold. Then he would turn and run back to daddy, screaming "woh, woh!" who was holding the already 10 lb bag and secretly glad that Henry got the extra illegal stash, and watching as the person staggers to their feet, needing to replenish their bowl of candy. I have to admit that it was really fun to watch. Most little kids were so calm and normal, walking from house to house, being so polite and cute, then there was Henry, tripping over curbs, screaming out for his pure love of candy and his cousins and friends, stuffing his face with jujyfruit for fuel. hahaha! We basically laughed the entire time. He really was that wild and uncontrollable.

When we got home, we dumped all the candy out and Henry jumped all over it and tried to get us to open up more and more pieces. Henry knows how to say "sucker" and now "Starburst," which Justin apparently taught him during sacrament meeting. Basically, Henry loves candy and will do anything to get it.