For the last three weeks, we've been asking Autumn what a cow says:
"wwmoooo". She laughs.
This is the reason:
Thankfully, Saturday was a pre-Halloween test-run. And while this part wasn't the highlight (as you can tell), things got better. We walked up and down our street as all the stores offered candy to other little costumed kids. The people in the stores handed us chocolate bars knowing good and well that our little cow wouldn't be eating it -- we would be. It's almost extortion, really. Anyway, as you can see, things got better.
As you might have guessed, she never once told us what a cow said. Until we took off the costume.