He has no concept of candy or sweets handed over at demand. He simply knows that little arms wrap around his neck and young lips kiss his head. He gets more squeals and giggles than Hanna Montana. And he imagines himself to once again be the puppy I have almost forgot existed.
I suspect he has his priorities straight. Giving and getting affection will trump mere chocolate any day.
I hope you all have (had) a very happy Hallow e'en.