We did trick or treating as well. Felix was nervous at first, rejecting the cute spider costume with padded legs in favour for the pumpkin costume with little hat, on grounds of the latter being less scary. At the first few houses he stood cautiously behind my legs and only reluctantly took a tiny sweet from each proffered bowl when coaxed. By the end of the tour he was waiting as short a time as possible before diving into the bowl enthusiastically to grab sweeties along with the big boys. He got the idea. 
Last night was also the first night in a big boy bed. Felix was doubtful about this. He kept getting up during story time as if to say, "OK, enough with the messing about, let's get the cot back in here now for the sleeping part of the evening". Once or twice he went in search of the cot and upon finding it, tried to drag it back into his room . However finally I lay down with him for 20 minutes in the big bed to settle him (conversation went like this: "Mummy, you go over your side! You do 'laxing now, go sleep" - sounded just like his father!) and finally was allowed to leave on the pretext that I needed to put my pyjamas on and have a wee. He then nodded off alone. Surprisingly there was no patter of little feet during the night and at 6.30 he called for me, so I went and laid with him again for a bit, which he liked (I got a lot of kisses!), and finally we got up for his morning bottle.
DH thinks I am mean putting him in a big boy bed and announced he wouldn't have done it like that. Well DH was gadding about in London and came home late, so too bad! I am not allowed to stop him using a bottle for the time being, and DH isn't that keen to have another go at toilet training with him either. I think he wants to keep him a baby. 
DH has also been indicating he might like another one. He is so not getting any more children out of me. 