There were some houses that you knew exactly what you would be getting. For example the house down the street from the high school, the lady would always give us fruit. I don't remember this woman's name, obviously because she didn't give memorable treats. Then the highlight, and usually the last house, was the Walings house, where a little old lady made.... wait for it... homemade donuts for the hand full of trick or treaters she would be getting that night. I don't remember a lot of thought going into our costumes. They usually came from the dress up trunk or as hand me downs from our cousins. And as I recall on most Halloweens it was freezing, raining, snowing, or a combination of all of these things. But the weather really didn't matter because we were in a car and would spend a decent amount of time at each house chit chatting/warming up.
Given this history I realized yesterday that I had no idea how "city" trick or treating worked. We have gotten trick or treaters in the past, most of whom here would randomly tell us jokes, not something I did growing up, but I support it. Last year Zane was one day post op on Halloween so we didn't take him out trick or treating in his adorable little banana out fit. This meant that this year was my first city trick or treating adventure. I have to say I was a little nervous and wasn't sure of the protocol. I knew you only went to houses with their lights on, but didn't really know when you went out, or how many houses we should go to. Zach, being a veteran city trick or treater, lead the way and reassured me we would do fine.
This year Zane was a tiger. It was a toss up between a tiger and a pumpkin, but the pumpkin was still a little big, so we went with the adorable tiger. He wasn't a big fan of the head, since he could really see when it was on, but he wore it a little bit for good measure. He seemed to thoroughly enjoy the one dollar treat bucket I got him from target and had tons of fun playing with it while we waited for it to get dark outside.
Once the sun set we got Zane in his Tiger outfit and headed out. We were most people's first trick or treater since we headed out around six thirty, in hopes of Zane getting to bed at a decent hour. Zane did amazingly well, which isn't a surprise since he generally isn't scared of strangers. He gave the girl at the first house we went to a hug and tried to join her family, not surprising. He said hi to everyone, waved to most people, and politely took one piece of candy from everyone. What a great trick or treater. He enjoyed everyone's decorations, some people even had bon fires, how fun. After going to about five houses we headed home to enjoy our loot. We had tons of tricker or treaters ourselves this year, all adorable, but my favorite was the little dragon. He was probably four and made all kinds of dragon noises and at one point randomly said "fire," loved him. We heard lots of jokes and Eddie's daughter even sang the classic "trick or treat smell my feet" song.
Here I am with my little tiger. Sure wish I didn't look like a crack head, but such is life.
Before we could go trick or treating, Zane had to check out our pumpkins, with battery powered candles, don't worry.
Here we are at our first house!
And here is Zane trying to get this nice lady to adopt him.
Zane took one piece of candy, so polite.
And we had a few tumbles, but no injuries!
Zane thoroughly enjoyed this ghost, we had to spend quite a bit of time playing with him.
It must be in kids blood to immediately dump out all their candy when you get home and take inventory.
Then he got his first taste of a Reeses peanut butter pumpkin. It did not disappoint.
Time to undress, check out my pumpkin socks!
Then a little more chocolate before bath time.
Hope you all had a Happy Halloween!