Tonight, Halloween night 2008, Truett and I went to Merry Jennifer and Sam's to hand out candy while they took the children trick-or-treating in their neighborhood. All their neighbors dress up and go all out in decorating their yards and homes. Here are a few photos several houses down from Merry Jennifer and Sam's.
Tonight I have some important advice for parents of trick-or-treaters:
1. Go with your child. They act more respectful if you are with them.
2. Parents, the candy is not for you so don't hold out your dadgum pumpkin bucket.
3. Please, please, please don't hang a pumpkin bucket on both of your child's arms. One bucket is enough, because if you come to my house, I'll ask, "Which bucket is yours?" Then I'll drop one tootsie roll in that bucket only.
4. Organize a party for the older kids with lots of Kit-Kats for treats. I think 15 year olds are too old to trick-or-treat. Plus, they're pushy! When I told one teen that we were out of candy, he told me to go get him an apple or something. Unfortunately, I had to tell this young man, "I have nothing for you."
5. If you send your older children out to trick-or-treat at least have them wear a mask!
6. This isn't the 50's. Ditch the pillow cases! We don't have that much candy.
7. If you know a teacher is handing out candy, don't send your teenagers to that house. They'll be sorry they ever went there.
Actually, this sounds pretty negative even though I enjoyed my role this year. It was indeed an eye-opener. Since Truett and I have lived down a dark, desolate driveway for 35 years,we never ever had trick-or-treaters come to our house. We took our children to Lake City neighborhoods; therefore, as old as I am I've never passed out the treats before tonight.
I'm afraid my teacher voice came through tonight. For example, three teenagers leapt three steps onto the porch and stood in front of me. Here's the dialogue:
"Yes?" I asked.
"We want some candy," one said.
"What's the magic word?" I asked.
"Please." he answered. At least he had manners.
"Nope." I said.
"Happy Halloween," another said.
"Nope," I answered.
"Happy fall?" One asked.
"Nope," I responded. They looked totally confused at this point. They could have taken me out right then and there. Good thing Truett was sitting beside me. Then a little girl squeezed between them and said, "Trick-or-treat."
"That's it!" I blurted.
"Trick-or-treat."
"Trick-or-treat."
"Trick-or-treat."
I dropped the candy in each of their pillow sacks and they turned and skedaddled.
Now here's the best part.
A shark!
Scooby Doo and Cinderella
The Markham family
And they're off! Wonder Woman is Christy, the baby-sitter.
Whew!