He makes it one house over from our Halloween bash.
“Treat.”
After Heaths’ kind neighbor hears he’s a first-timer, she looks for just the right thing and gently offers him a pumpkin sucker. He watches it fall into the bag.
No more door knocking for him—immediately opening, Mr. C climbs into the stroller, leans back and coasts the rest of the way down the drive. Observing the others going door-to-door he remains all content enjoying his one sacred piece of candy.
Now this must be a magic pumpkin—it not only lasts throughout the entire route, but into the evening.
For this year, the first house is the last house.
Nothing sweeter.
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Mr. C and the everlasting sucker photos by Julie, sacred pink kitchen backdrop.
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soooooo, sooooo sweet. seriously.
love it!!
Could he be any cuter?! Glad he had fun!
Watching him lick a sucker was pure entertainment, especially with a sucker in both hands. Julie does a good imitation.
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