Halloween: Part 2

I feel pretty far removed from Halloween at this point but wanted to make sure to get it on the books, er, blog, before marching on. As far as the schedule events go, it was remarkably similar to Halloween 2012. Trick or treating at the local businesses in Cushing Square, home for dinner, and then back out into the neighborhood. So let's begin! I picked Ashton up right after work and we raced home to begin the great transformation into the king of beasts. It was a traumatic process and I learned that sometimes, lions just need their pacis.

But then Jason got home and we were out the door, up to Cushing Square to scare the local businesses.

Everything was going great until Ashton encountered one of his own. BEHOLD! Another ferocious lion!

Did Ashton roar and snarl? Did he stand to defend his territory and show no fear??

Not exactly. This lion is a lover not a fighter.

Speaking of fighters, then we met up with Owen SUPER OWIE! And of course Super Owie's mom Chera. These boys were the cutest thing you could possibly imagine :)

I wish I had more pictures of them together but they ran around like professionals getting candy and pretty much every shot I have is blurry (thanks to my big girl camera having zero battery, I had to use my iPhone. My OLD iPhone that, as Jason well knows, performs at a level so far below the new 5s that it's like carrying around an antique! *cough*UPGRADE*cough*)

So after Cushing Square we went home for a quick dinner. Because lions are such messy eaters, mine turned back into Ashton for some pizza.

And then we hit the neighborhood! Originally we were going to drive back over to see Super Owie (and in fact, for the first couple houses Ashton kept saying, "Owen come! Owen come!") but we ended up staying around our house to keep an eye on our candy bowl and to meet some more of our neighbors.

Okay you get it. Back at the house, Jason and Ashton went through his loot. I love this picture:

Ashton picked out a Dumdum, which is a lollipop the size of a pencil eraser that somehow took him nearly 25 minutes to eat. Perhaps because he was trying to eat the stick as well. Lions like sticks. Anyway, this resulted in a huge syrupy mess of spit and drool and it's the last lollipop he will have until next year. 

Happy Halloween from the Nills! ROAR! :)