Jude is pretty friendly with the neighbors. Sometimes when we're outside we have to make sure he doesn't wonder off following one of them as they walk their dogs. He'll walk up, tell them all about his day, about his action figures, his favorite movies, his favorite music, etc.
On trick-or-treat night, he decided to make himself even more at home with our neighbors. On the first stop across the street, our neighbors invited Jude inside. He loves to greet the neighbor every time he sees him outside, so he was glad to come in for a chat. A few minutes into his visit, he began treating the neighbors like another set of grandparents:
Jude: Do you have any toys?
Neighbors: No, little guy, we don't. Our kids are grown.
Jude: What movies do you have to watch?
Us: Jude, the next group of kids are here. It's time to let someone else have a turn.
At our next-door neighbor's house, the door barely opened when Jude shot inside and asked about toys and movies. We extricated him, and continued to explain the difference between trick-or-treating at grandma's versus at a neighbor's house.
