At the kid's school "harvest festival" (Halloween fund raiser, parent run carnival games, tickets for a raffle, that kind of stuff).

Wife is the financial secretary of the PTA, so working with money stuff.

I'm just hanging out, fetching things as needed.

The "kid energy" of kids being kids, wearing costumes, chasing each other around, is invigorating.

There is a dad in zombie makeup, singing rock songs badly on an electric guitar, having a great time.

For one moment, all is right.