Three Knocks

Yesterday was Halloween, but it did not seem like it. I did not see any costumed people walking in the neighborhood. Only three children rang my doorbell for candy. It seemed to get darker earlier than usual so maybe parents only rang the bells on their block. The best part was seeing my grandchildren in their costumes. My granddaughter had three wardrobe changes. For the morning, she was a pumpkin, for the afternoon she was a kitty cat and for bedtime she was a different  pumpkin. My grandson was Superman. It was very fitting because he really is Superman, considering what he went through at his birth. They looked adorable and I loved the pictures. I can't wait to see what they wear for Thanksgiving.