I got one group that was mostly cheerleaders and princesses. :rolleyes:
I asked this last group what they were. One kid exclaimed “Can’t you take me as I am!” <giggle>
We had THE best idea come by our house…
It was two high school boys, and they were trick-or-treating for canned goods for the food shelf.
I thought that was the “awesomest” idea ever!!
And for you cynics who will say they were taking them home for themselves, no they weren’t. One of them is a kid I used to babysit and I know his family VERY well and it’s just the sort of thing he’d come up with for charity.
It just warmed the cockles of my heart. =)
A group of 10-11 year olds girls came to my door in black and white striped pants and shirts with white painter’s caps with black numbers stenciled on the hats and on their backs. They had on plastic manacles that were attached to one long chain connecting the six of them.
They were a chain gang. 
Two of the Moms were with them dressed in black combat fatigues and black t-shirts with black berets perched on their heads.
They were the guards.
I went to a passing-out-candy party, and this sixteen-year-old came without a costume or Unicef box.
Kat (my thoroughly unprecedented host): And what are you?
16-year-old: myself.
Kat: Do you have a Unicef box?
16-y-o: no.
Kat: I don’t THINK so. Next.
I SO would not have had the cojones to do this. But as I say, Kat is a very unprecedented person.
No one comes to my house. We live too far away from all other houses to get trick or treaters.
And a Unicef box would be…?
A box you put money in so teenagers can pretend they’re going to give it to UNICEF, but actually spend it on pot.
Or at least that’s my theory.
-L
Grrrr Halloween…
I’m … not… going … to … start …
Ooohh O.K. Here’s my ranty-tanty about Halloween !
Halloween. It’s American. It has absolutely no relevance in Australia. There is none of the carving of pumpkins and decorating houses a’la Christmas. All that happens here is a chance to scam lollies and chips. AND I FOR ONE CAN’T STAND IT. But there’s no solution ! I can’t bawl out the kiddies or the parents in front of the kiddies for doing something so meaningless. Yet I refuse to go and buy sweets for a bunch of kids I don’t know and don’t want to know. I can’t treat them the way I treat door-to-door salesmen or Mormons/Jehovah’s. It’s not the kiddies fault, I understand that. : looks around furtively for a parent that she can bob over the head :
What I did do last night, was I locked the door, turned off all the lights at the front of the house, got my hubby to carry the bed mattress from the bed out to the back room where we had a couple of glasses of wine and made noisy love. (we couldn’t do that in the bedroom because I don’t think kids should hear or see that!):eek:
Sorry, {/rant} I’ll now let you get on with it. Please ignore this if you are American. I have no problem with you guys celebrating Halloween.
I didn’t go trick or treating, but I was dressed as Fidel Castro earlier today.
I got one little boy who wouldn’t let me put candy in his bag
He looked like he was about three and was with several older girls (ranging in age from six to twelve?) Anyway, I leaned down to put candy in his bag (which he was clutching tightly) and he didn’t move. I asked if he would let me put candy in his bag, and he replied by asking about my dogs–he wasn’t afraid, just really interested. So after they were introduced, one of the girls finally managed to get him to open his bag a bit.
I never thought I’d have that much trouble giving candy to a kid 
They did not say “Trick or treat” this year, and I was astonished.
This year, various ghouls and goblins would stroll up, say “hello” stick out their bag, nod and leave.
After a while, I turned out the light, and ate the rest of the candy myself. Little bastards
A boy, about ten or eleven years old, came around. He was accompanied by his mom. His costume?
He was in a mini-skirt, tight tank top, fishnet stockings, heels and make-up. He did NOT look like he was trying to be Dr. Frank-N-Furter. He looked like a slut. A ten-year-old little boy!!
I was a little taken aback.
Sheri
I took my youngest son (aged six) to the church carnival up the street from the house. A young girl was all dressed up and I do mean, all dressed up.
Normally, I wouldn’t have thought about it quite as much on, but here it looked very odd!
She was dressed as a hooker! She was about twelve, and had the fish nets, high heels, black-and-white cheap feather boa, skin tight, slit up to HERE dress and about thirty-six pounds of five-cent makeup, complete with glitter eyeshadow and blinding, hot pink lip stick.
At a church carnival! WITH both parents in tow! They had to have been drunk. (At least I hope they were…)
However, my son and his friends came over, also. Ben went as Johnny Bravo. Not so bad.
Rowdy, his best friend, wanted me to do his makeup and loan him my slinky, green dress. He was going in drag.
Yeah, he’s straight, but don’t think for one minute I don’t know he lives for Halloween, because this “please do my makeup and can I borrow a dress” routine has been going on for about seven years now.
I guess he’s breaking the cross-dressing barrier slowly. He also looks absolutely gorgeous, but needs to chill on the lip liner.
No really interesting costumes this year. I remember a really good vampire and an angel. A couple of high-school girls dressed as cats and taking their younger siblings around had me wondering why I don’t remember girls in my highschool looking like that.
A few interesting reactions to MY costume. I guess kids aren’t expecting adults to be dressed up and I had a few runners. Not just younger children (if I see little ones I try to stay low so I am not so fearsome) but older ones too. My favorites were two who got out of the car, started up the driveway, saw me, and ran back to their car.
I should be able to find candy in my front yard tomorrow from kids flinging their sacks around as they ran.
Still managed to give out about $25 worth of candy.
photos please.
The kids in my neighborhood were pretty ordinary, but they all got a kick out of the decorations my daughter did. We have a little alcove for an entry. Daughter and bf covered it in black, hung various spooky figures, covered it all with green and purple “spider web”, then lit it with black light. I didn’t turn on any lights inside, so when I opened the door, I was greeted by glowing kids. Even the jaded teens were properly impressed.
Two costumes I didn’t see and which didn’t get photographed (durn kids): daughter wore the body of a tiger costume, the hood from a pink rabbit costume, a feather boa, and a flowered skirt - she said she was a mutant animal. Her bf wore a clown suit, a curly red wig, a witch hat and fairy wings. I’m fairly certain they weren’t drinking…
We apparently had a group of three 5th grade boys (with their moms) dressed as 'girls", in flower-print dresses and long-haired wigs, bows and all. And, I’m told, those funky shiny black shoes with straps…
Much laughter was caused by these kids - dad said they even played the part very well, and he managed to snap a few pictures (we know the parents…)
Now that would have made me smile!
Elly
In my neighborhood about half of the kids actually dress up. It doesn’t bother me too much as it tends to be the kids from lower income households who are usually not dressed up (or who just have painted faces). I remember a couple of Halloweens when I was a kid where my overworked single mom (waitress trying to support 5 kids) just couldn’t get it together to get us all costumed.
Anyway, there were a few great costumes and lots of cuteness. There is one that really sticks out. A group of 3 girls (12-14 years old) came up to my door. One of the girls had on fairly normal looking clothes plus a blue bandana. She had “ghetto” painted on her forehead. I correctly guessed she was “Ghetto Girl” from the Lil Romeo video. She and her friends were happily stunned that I guessed correctly. Pretty fly for a white girl.
Somewhere there are some people participating in a like thread talking about my son.
He was scared of the people. So we’d ring the bell, and they’d come to the door to get a view of a little 2 1/2 year old in a darling duck costume fleeing around the corner of their garage. One woman was handing out little bags of Lay’s Potato chips, though, which he recognized (I don’t think he undertands fun-size candy bars) and wanted. So he stood in her driveway and reached both hands out as far as he could. She had to walk down the sidewalk to give it to him. Heh heh.
Anyway, I left a container of candy on our porch with a note, since we were out trick-or-treating. I said help yourself but make sure you leave some for the next ghoulies. When we came home, there were three candy bars left–the token bit left for the next ghoulies. I know from 4 years of living there that we rarely get more than two groups of trick-or-treaters, so I think one group just cleaned us out. Greedmeisters!
Cranky, as a trick-or-treater, had I come across an unattended bowl, it would shortly have been an EMPTY unattended bowl.
No, it wouldn’t have been nice, and I would have gotten in trouble had Mom found out, but trust me, that tactic does NOT work.