Remember Halloween last year? Yea, well that cute little lion turned into a chicken, and he was not so generous with his candy this year.
As many pieces of candy as he got away with sneaking out of his bag, I didn't get away sneaking even ONE out of his bag. He shared his pretzels, that's it. If there isn't chocolate on those pretzels, I don't want them. Thank you, but no thank you. Who hands out pretzels anyway?
The race was on to find candy. Say the word, and he's gone.
(He had a orange pumpkin to carry for candy, but traded it for a pink Easter basket. Whatever, little chicken, whatever)
He started out with a sweet "trick-or-treat" and then thank you after receiving the candy. Towards the end he was opening the doors himself, reaching for the bowl, and saying "have some candy". The chicken got a little bossy, and I had to bring him back to his coup.
Leyton forgot to sleep with his candy.
If it was all gone this morning, it was totally his fault.
Shouldn't have let that thing out of your sight, dude.
Goodbye, Halloween.
Hello, Christmas decorations.
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