He never was too keen on Halloween, but you were so excited to get candy. With reluctance, he threw on a matching costume to fit you. Simon scooped up your tiny frame, letting you hold your bucket as he walked down the street.

Other trick or treaters were excitedly running down the street, a few of them dressed as Paw Patrol, or Marvel related characters.

He set you down gently, lightly rubbing your back in reassurance.

“Go on and get candy, baby. Make sure you say ‘trick or treat.’”