Spent Halloween at my stepmother Amy's place.
For the first time in many years, I got to see some trick-or-treaters. I even got to give out the candy. I had a blood-red glass bowl filled with a mixture of "fun size" Snickers, Nestle's Crunch, Kit Kats, and Hershey's kisses.
I expected the little little kids to be coming around with their parents quite early, around 4:30 or so. But really, the first visitors, a small girl devil with her demon mother, came by just before 6:30.
The kids started out very small, like the amazing elfin Spiderman I opened the door to find next, and got bigger as the evening's modest parade went on. In the middle were the middle-school kids, too cool to wear costumes (unless those "cool" outfits they were wearing were their costumes!) They got taller and edgier toward the end, like the young man who announced himself as "a dead skateboarder," and who, indeed, had a full-sized skateboard right through his body!
Four days before Election Day, many of the older kids heartily approved of my "Obama/Biden" t-shirt.
For what it's worth, here is the modest list of trick-or-treaters at Amy's house in suburban Littleton:
- 1 small devil (1 accompanying parent)
-1 small Spiderman
-1 spider baby (in mom's chest harness)
-2 slightly older cute witches
-3 young teens, 1 dog. (too cool for costumes. small fluffy dog carried like a baby under a blanket)
-2 small Transformers
-1 self-confessed "homicidal murderer"
-1 girl genie
-1 dead skateboarder
-1 female duck
(arrived after 9:00, after we had given up and closed the front door)
-7 assorted older teens: vampires, "a black man," hockey goalie, etc.