Trick-or-Treat, Smell My Feet

Saturday evening, as dusk, I embarked on my first adventure into the world of trick-or-treating.

I wore the traditional pumpkin orange crew neck tee, tennis shoes perfect for chasing sugar surged children throughout the neighborhood, and a fragrance of OFF! bug spray.

With the full harvest moon high in the sky, my “pirate” and I headed out for our candy motivated commercial holiday of fun.

The soccer mom crew and I had eight children in total and there was not one moment where they stopped running and screaming in search of their favorite houses where they knew they would get their favorite candy.

Surrounded by festive, decked out mansions, were families drinking spirited drinks and passing out candy to their neighbors, as I continued to yell to the children, “say please and thank you”, which to no surprise got me absolutely nowhere.

I did not celebrate Halloween as a child so being a part of the holiday this year was really exciting and quite entertaining.

I think it is cute to see the new born babies in cute pumpkin costumes with their fat cheeks and chubby little legs popping out of their costumes.

It took two hours in what felt like one hundred houses in our midst that we had seen and conquered in our adventure of trick-or-treating.

I have not been that wiped out in a long time.

My knees were achy and my head was pounding but I got a handful of Whoppers malt ball chocolate candy in payment for taking the child I nanny for around the neighborhood for the evening.

Any holiday that involves candy and dressing up is a holiday I want to be a part of from now on. I already look forward to next year.