or a Pixy Stick? Or a snack size 3 Musketeers? When I got home from work the adorable little ones were out with their mommies. By the time I got my clothes changed and shoes off the grade schoolers were out. But after dark, I had only 2 kids! Now the age level of the kids in the neighborhood have changed with many of them at least in middle school. And my coworkers kids are growing up too. :-( I miss all those little ballerinas and ghosts and tigers.
Even the rowdy older ones were absent. Zoey didn't bark even once. Weird!
When one of my coworkers kids was small he accidentally discovered that I startle rather easily. So his delight when he came to the office was to "scare" me. Now granted, when you see the child coming, and he closes HIS eyes so you can't see him, it's not too startle-worthy but I played along and would yelp and jump when he said Boo. So when he arrived at my door on Halloween I sort of knew what was expected. He stood there in his little costume and just said Boo repeatedly then would almost collapse in giggles. He was so proud of his scare-ability that he didn't even want candy.
Another time, I friend was helping me with some house woes while his partner and daughter trick-or-treated in the neighborhood. It was wicked cold out, so they would go a little ways, come back and warm up and set out again. I noticed that Jazz (the little girl) was followed by a couple of cats. Every time she returned there would be more cats. By the time they left for home there were 16 cats of various sizes and colors sitting on the porch and in the driveway. Cats I had never seen before...or since. I still think she must have rubbed tuna on her costume!
So now, time to load up the leftover candy and take it to the office...ok so maybe a few things will stay here *G*