Nightmare on My Street

Halloween Night Update…
I love trick-or-treaters! I buy all the good candy…and lots of it. And I give everyone big handfuls. I even buy little toys…they get chocolate AND toys when they come here. But tonight was my first unhappy Halloween experience…teenagers have been coming to the door in mobs, NOT EVEN IN COSTUME. What is up with that?

I am giving them all candy, begrudgingly, but I am making them tell me who they are first. HA! Is that mean?

The first group of girls decided they were Destiny’s Child. Ummm, ok. The next group was 8 teenage boys…all over 6′ tall. They liked the candy, but got very excited that I had Playdoh. What are they going to do with Playdoh? The next group of girls distracted me by telling me how much they like my house…they got two handfuls each. 🙂

And while most of the little ones have been very sweet, even saying “thank you” (gasp), one little boy had a fit right on my front porch. I gave him FOUR little candy bars and a tub of Playdoh and he screams at me “I WANT MORE.” I decided to ignore him (his mom didn’t say a word!) and gave the other kids their goodies. When I closed the door he started screaming and crying. YIKES.

Please God let me raise a child who says smiles and says “thank you,” even if she gets a 20-year-old stick of licorice.

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