I ran out of treats.
I never dreamed I would get more trick-or-treaters here than I did when I lived in Waterloo. There I was on a busy street where people didn’t really get to know one another. This neighbourhood does not feel TO ME like the type where parents are going to let their kids go around. It feels TO ME more like the type of hood where parents pack up the kids and take them to the Hallowe’en function at the local school or community centre, or over to aunt what’s her name’s house.
So I only got five boxes of Quaker bars at five bars per box, each box a different flavour.
I was so wrong. Parents came by with little ones, and teenagers were out in droves. What can you do but roll your eyes at the ones who don’t even bother with a costume? They just want the goods.
Fortunately I got to see some little sweeties before I had to turn out the porch light and call it a night.
One tiny girl of about three was so precious in her glittery pink costume. I got down on one knee to hold out the tray for her so she could choose among chocolate, vanilla or strawberry. Then I realized she didn’t know the ropes, so I picked one out for her and held it out.
“Say trick-or-treat,” her mom prompted softly. The wide-eyed child clutching mom’s pant leg could only stare. “Hold open your bag, honey,” the mom tried again.
We managed to get a treat into the child’s sack, at which point mom told her daughter to say thank you.
We stared at the child expectantly for a few moments before realizing the poor dear was feeling more uncomfortable by the second.
“Say thank you, sweetie,” Mom tried again.
“I can’t,” she told her mom in a shy voice.
“You’re our first house,” the mom explained to me. I smiled and waved as they retreated. I guess the little ballerina was not too keen on the idea of interacting with a score of large strangers, one after another.
Did all of you have a nice Halloween?
We were prepped for up to 300 ghouls and goblins (our usual average) and got not more than 15! Boo.//
I thought Toronto would be quieter due to H1N1 mania but I guess not in your area…..//The littlest kids are so gentle and fun. I love all the questions they ask at the door. So thoughtful and pure.
sweet. I guess you just never know about the Halloween thing . Oh my Melissa you must have had a lot of leftovers.
Thanks, K. And we had the opposite sort of Halloween as our neighbourhood goes through transition. We got only 9 much older kids. Our neighbours don’t even try any more. :(
I’ve given up…answering the door…well yesterday DH was sick and on the couch, and I was just too tired to do the jumping up each time, but in fact the door bell rang a total of three times all night…so we didn’t turn too many away empty handed. I am saving their teeth!
Lovely story. I watched a movie and did ceramics. I live in the country so no trick or treat here.
oh that is so adorable! the doorbell drives our dogs nuts so we unfortunately have to turn off the lights and not participate in handing out candy.
I spent Halloween at a fabulous dinner party where the hostess made a vegetarian lasagna just for me. I should thank her. Imma go do that!
Are you going to use a thank you note? I love those. I bought one this week for the guy who treated us all to dinner. :) K >