This year, Gus and Bea went trick-or-treating with our next-door-neighbor and good buddy, Jay. (He was Pac Man.)
Bea tried her best to keep up with the boys, but about halfway through, Eric had to carry our pooped little popsicle home. Short legs make for a long haul.
It didn't matter though. She had more candy than she could possibly eat in a month and we were all ready to call it a night.