This is the first Halloween that I can remember. I was not sure what the fuss was all about. Grandma cut the pumpkin, and decorated it. It was a big one! Then we had another pumpkin-carving party at our neighbor's house. We ran around in costumes, I was supposed to be a clown, whatever that is! (My Mom made the costume!) Yeye said that my special "smile" came from my Dad. And he tried to catch a picture to compare with a picture of Dad at the same age. You can be the judge to see if we have the same genes.