The "Trick or Treaters" trickled to our house throughout the day, starting Friday after lunch. Some came in costume, most not. They came to the door saying "BONBONS!" It is funny to see this tradition wading into France. I put a candy or two into each bag, they seemed to look at me like I was selfish. I wanted to say "Hey that is Chocolate, the good stuff too." But as soon as the thought came to my lips-- I remembered who was in front of me- a child. Thankfully the inner Halloween child in me took over and put "The Madame Scrooge" back in place. "Trick or Treat" I added, the children looked at me like I was an alien whispering to each other, "Elle parle Anglais?!" I smiled, "Happy Halloween! Adding a few more Bonbons to their scarcely filled bags.
As I shut the door the memories of my Halloween past raced in...
I am at home- My brothers and I are in their bedroom- Our Halloween loot is poured out on the bedroom floor- We are trading, "I'll give you the green M&Ms for the black licorice?" "No, I'll give you the Smarties for the Junior Mints!" "Who wants these cookies?" "I hate when they give apples, how dumb!".... Our mouths are stuffed, we are "allowed" to eat as much of the Halloween candy as we want. My mom makes popcorn balls, we are in heaven.
Later side notes:
My sister in law Shelley wrote a comment and I had to attach it to the post:
"Hey Corey, I've never commented before but when I saw the pumpkin head I had to laugh. Did you know that I met your brother on Halloween and he had a pumpkin on his head? I still remember it so vividly. He came to my house with a mutual friend. When he took the pumpkin off I remember thinking.....Hey, this guy is pretty cute. The rest is history! There's just something about a guy with a pumpkin head! Shelley"