This Halloween turned out to be “trick-less” for me and I’m not kidding. What the heck is wrong with kids these days?! First, they show up at my door and pound continuously until I answer. Give me a break, children. I’m coming! I’m just old and have to roll off the couch to get there. So then, I answer and the kid just stares at me. I stare back. There is an awkward silence until I relent and deposit a Kit-Kat into his bucket. He stares at me once again and then cuts across the lawn to the next place. This happened with nearly every goblin who graced our house this year. I think the words you are searching for are “Trick or Treat”! At the very least, give me a “thank you” upon your departure. Hell, at this point I would even take a smile. Rude!! I can excuse the younger ones but the older kids should know better. I really felt a great urge to start beaming them in the forehead with their fun size treats. This morning I was blessed with the added joy of cleaning up candy wrappers from all over the yard. That’s it. Next year I’m going to be one of those moms who hands out dental floss. There’s a fun size treat for ya- plaque on a string.