Our Dark House

Our house is dark tonight. We live far enough off the road to make our house undesirable as far as trick or treating goes. The giant magnolia in our front yard have grown so large that most people coming from the down hill side of our street don’t even know our house is back here.

In years past I have bought loads of candy to give out and then find myself left with it. It’s not a good thing. So last year and this year I decided to give up on handing out candy and just hang out in a dark house.

Carter lives in Beacon Hill in Boston on a street famous for Halloween with one house on one end of the street that gets all decked out and and ritzy square half way down her street that is known for generous Halloween treats. Since Carter does not anticipate living on this street forever she thought she would sit on her stoop and hand out candy this year. I asked her if anyone else in her building was going to do it and she didn’t think so, so she was the sole person from her building of ten units between mansions giving out candy.

I saw her instagram and she said it only took 45 minutes for her giant bowl of candy to be cleared out. Then she posted a photo of hoards of trick or treaters and said “Happy Halloween to the two kids dressed as sushi rolls and only them.” I asked if the kids were well behaved and she said for the most part.

You really have to lower your expectations when giving candy out. I am happy people still do it and I am happy kids have to learn to talk to strangers. The crap shoot is you never know how polite kids are going to be.

I hope that everyone who was out had a good experience, both the givers and the receivers. I hope there are not too many stomachs aches tonight and I mean for the fathers who might be eating their kids candy. And I hope everyone gets home safe and sound. Just a reminder that Santa is watching.