We survived our first Halloween here in the house (remember, we moved in a year ago next week). Digory survived his first Halloween with us — at first, he was shut up in our bedroom with me, barking and baying each time somebody rang the doorbell, but we later discovered he was perfectly quiet and content in Shelby's room (right next to the front porch), as long as he had a steady supply of pig's ears to chew on.
We had quite the crowd — we almost ran out of candy after our first hour, and I ran to the grocery store to buy more. Of course, the rate of visitors fell off immediately after that, but we still had enough people come by that I was able to give away the stuff I didn't like (Runts and Laffy Taffy) while keeping the good stuff (Bottlecaps, Sweettarts, and Nerds) for myself.
Despite that, they must've liked the candy that we handed out, as I was picking empty wrappers off of our front sidewalk this morning.
And while we were impressed with our number of visitors, that was nothing compared to the influx of locusts that the 'heart' of our neighborhood (about a city block NW of our house) got — correspondents on the Anaheim Colony mailing list reported 670 trick-or-treaters last night, and expressed thanks that they didn't live one block over, where the crowds were even heavier. Yikes! Let's give thanks that our little island was (relatively) overlooked ...
Posted by Kevin at November 1, 2005 02:40 PM