29
Oct
07

Trick-Or-Treat: Never to be Outgrown

Two more days until the big one. The day we take the kids around the neighborhood to collect chocolate for us parents. Holloween is my favorite holiday. Not just for the candy, I love the costumes, too. Even the yards are dressed to kill:

Candy gathering is best done like writing a story, which in turn is like going to a party. Go late, leave early. During the first hour people are rationing. One piece of candy from each house. The visit to goody ratio is not worth it. Kids get tired and want to quit early. It’s better to go during the second hour. People are getting tired of the whole deal, and most people don’t want to be stuck with all that candy. They give it out by the fistful. It’s good sense to have a pillow sack for the overflowing plastic pumkins. Bring a wagon if you have one, but make the kids walk, this is for the candy.

The final step in effective trick-or-treating is critical. Watching the kids’ every move when they get home. They have a tendency to stash the candy in another dimension. While they are at school the next day… It’s razoo time!


7 Responses to “Trick-Or-Treat: Never to be Outgrown”


  1. 1 shewolfy728 October 29, 2007 at 8:13 pm

    My kids always liked to go late and they didn’t bother with the plastic pumpkins - they just started with a pillowcase! Also, the snowier and colder the weather, they better the haul, they found.

  2. 2 Kitty October 29, 2007 at 8:37 pm

    We don’t get much snow here, but halloween week is when we get our first cold snap.
    That is great strategy, using the weather to smoke out the competing trick-or-treaters. LOL.

  3. 3 jodhiay October 29, 2007 at 9:48 pm

    We totally went with the pillowcases. That left no risk of running out of room.

    I remember one year–I think it was the year of the Tylenol scare–one lady pasted address labels to each and every piece of candy that she gave out to us kids. Just in case we got a bad piece and our parents could get in touch with her.

  4. 4 Kitty October 30, 2007 at 12:18 am

    That is wild, the address labels.
    I hope she was giving out king-sized Baby Ruth’s or something good and didn’t want them to go to waste due to fear.

  5. 5 Anita Marie October 30, 2007 at 12:51 am

    It was no fun to raid my kid’s h’ween stash- the little weirdos didn’t like sweets. They’d just dump it on the dining table and walk away.

    Man.

    amm

  6. 6 Kitty October 30, 2007 at 12:53 am

    What a bummer, I would have imagined mouse traps in their pillow sacks to keep your fingers out of their stash.

  7. 7 Joanne Austin October 30, 2007 at 1:09 am

    I remember those labeled candies as being good ones: snickers or milky ways! And no poison or razor blades to be found.