After all the hoopla BEFORE Halloween, we all sort of flamed out.
I asked Grace how important it was for her to go trick-or-treating and she said, “Meh.”
We went to town for sushi.
Halloween sushi. It’s a thing. This is the Oh My God roll.
Then it was off to the Hotel of Terror. I hadn’t been there since high school when a spook chased me out and three blocks down the street with a chainsaw.
Still we managed to make a friend.
And start a new family tradition.