I spent a mellow afternoon with two of my grandchildren for Halloween. We didn't carve pumpkins, we doodled on them instead. Our artistic talents produced an alien, a cat, and a big screaming mouth with sharp, bloody teeth.
Then they modeled their costumes for me before they went to a safe, socially distanced Halloween candyfest. We had a cheerleader, a "regular extreme fire ninja", and my daughter-in-law as a reindeer. The cat and dog declined to dress up.
It was a very good afternoon.
