I, Robot

Halloween has now come and gone, for another year. My son and his costume were a source of fascination wherever he went ― I'm fairly certain he was the only robot ― and I believe he enjoyed the attention, though I wasn't entirely sure he would. (He's very much like me in that respect, eager for appreciation but uncomfortable with too much of it.) I hope I gave him everything he had wished for.

The raccoons got into the last bit of candy left outside when it became too late to answer the door. They seem partial to Dum Dums.