Some call him roadkill

But I call him Joseph, the lion.The whole roadkill comment came after Joseph laid out in the middle of the church parking lot through which a truck was driving. The kids yelled out the window that they thought he was roadkill...ha, ha. I'm just glad he wasn't really run over. Other than his completely black knees, he didn't end up flattened by a truck or other such vehicle.Daddy held his hand as he walked over to the festivities...otherwise the kid kept trying to tear off his furry arm bands (which I made all by myself, I might add...aren't they cute!).Joseph loved the whole trick or treating thing. His words were more like "trick-treat" but I think that's pretty good considering. In the end, his pumpkin was so heavy I had to help him carry it. (Notice I said help him carry it...he wouldn't let go of it!! This picture below was taken before all the treats were added to the pumpkin, which is why I couldn't get him to hold on to it.)Grandpa came and joined us for the fun. He took so many great pictures that I may have to steal some of them and add them on.