Average Jane Goes Trick-or-Treating

Last night I walked with my sister as she accompanied my niece and nephew around the neighborhood gathering copious quantities of candy. It was my first trick-or-treating experience since the 1970s when I was the one getting the candy.

Of course I forgot to bring my camera, but here's a Twitpic of the ghost and vampire:

My nephew wore the mask for about two stops and then fobbed it off on my sister for the rest of the outing. I tried it on and it was rather nose-squashing, so I could see why he didn't like it.

It was fun see all of the parents and kids mobbing the neighborhood. My sister would yell etiquette reminders to my nephew in particular (he's four), and we'd still hear his voice above the other kids' "Trick or treats" starting, "I want…I want…I want…" Sometimes he remembered to say "Thank you" at the door, but usually he shouted it over his shoulder from halfway back through the yard.

Once we got home, the kids were allowed to eat pretty much all the candy they wanted, which always ends up being less than you'd think. My nephew spent a good twenty minutes of his sugar high spinning around in a circle.

After both kids went to bed, my sister and I watched a movie, ate selected candy from both kids' stashes, and drank Kasteel Rouge. A very pleasant evening, I must say.

I'm doing NaBloPoMo this month – year four! – so expect to see a post every day in November. I'm not guaranteeing anything in the way of fascinating content, but I'll do my best.