We are armed with a
of candy for the wandering hoards we expect tonight.
I especially like the candy I found at Wal-Mart that look like eyeballs
Hub Man and I have made a little secret stash of the chocolate though...
Kids. They don't care about chocolate do they?
Nah.
Chocolate is for grownups.
One year our resident skydiver dressed up in his parachute gear complete with helmet. I gotta tell you, the kids weren't too keen on it. They don't expect the poor meshugenahs they get candy from to play anything but a straight sucker. So he got quite a few nervous looks from the shorter ghosts and goblins. But none of them were nervous enough to refuse the candy.
Nope.
They were made of sterner stuff than that. Free candy makes even the timid among the short folk brave.
I think I'm going to go try one of those eyeball candies...