Trick-or-Treat

Trick-or-treating went much better this year. You may recall I had to basically force the kids to beg for candy trick-or-treat last year. But this year was a totally different experience.

First, it was beautiful out. I really expected snow this Halloween considering how flippin’ cold it was last Sunday. But it was so far from snowing. It was perfect. No snow. No rain. No cold. I was hot in a sweater. I could have worn a t-shirt for crying out loud. A t-shirt. In October. In Iowa. That’s just unheard of.

The kids and I walked up and down four streets filling their treat bags with tons of candy. And nobody even complained. There was no “my feet hurt” or “my bag’s too heavy” or “my mask is hurting my face.” There was just “trick-or-treat,” “Happy Halloween” and “Thank you.” A couple of times I had to pull the kids aside just to make sure they truly were my kids. I thought maybe I had started to accidentally follow around somebody else’s much better behaved kids. But lo and behold, they were mine.

So now we’ve sorted through all the candy to check for any homemade stuff or open packages. I’ve stolen all of the Sour Patch Kids out of their bags. I’m worried they might be a little too sour for the kids so I want to spare their tongues. (And if you believe that line of bull I have a bridge in San Francisco I’d like to sell you.)

So how was your Halloween? What did you kids dress up as? What kind of loot did you get?