My dh is still out of the country, so it was mostly me who handed out the treats, along with my son, who is several years past trick or treating — past trick or treating, but not past dressing up. He answered the door in a black leather jacket with lots of zippers, white sleeveless tee, knee-length black cargo shorts with a white leather belt, twenty hole Doc Martin black leather boots, and his hair spiked into a spectacular mohawk!

We live in the same kind of neighborhood as yours I imagine — some retirees but mostly young professional couples and young families, so it was a lot of fun to see the little ones in their costumes — way more elaborate and cooler than the Woolworth costumes I grew up with, LOL.

Most of the parents waited on the sidewalk (if their kids were old enough to walk up to the door by themselves) although there were a few who followed in their vehicles. We have our share of outsiders too, but thankfully, no hordes.

One little fairy princess in a pink feather boa came up to the door while Mom and Dad watched, and as she reached for the candy in the bowl I held out, I told her to take two, and she said, and I quote, “Sweet!” She couldn’t have been more than five years old — I almost laughed out loud. And then as she was walking away with her family, she paused and looked back up into the doorway at my son and said, “Nice mohawk.” I cracked up!

I told one little girl what a pretty Princess she made, and she haughtily informed me she was a “QUEEN.” I replied, “Excuse me, Your Majesty,” — on the inside, LOL! That’s what I get for guessing.

I do think the car following the kidlet(s) is weird though — what’s up with that?

My son carved a really cool pumpkin and we gave out a ton of candy (we had a steady stream for about two hours) and had more than a ton of fun enjoying the parade.

Now the boisterous voices are quiet, our pumpkin is safely glowing on the hearth and I’m relaxing with some knitting. It was another happy Halloween.

Carol