Happy Halloween !
I'm 50...and don't have kids...but I've really developed a fondness for being home for trick-or-treaters. My parents didn't let us go out--they grew up in the Depression and its aftermath, and always had a lot of pride that their families made it through without going on welfare, so they didn't like the thought of us going door-to-door, begging for candy. Ironically, they had no qualms about giving candy out...
So, my memories of Halloween and trick-or-treat are a little different...but I've really come to appreciate the connectedness within the community, when my neighbors bring their kids over. I get a kick when I open the door, and kids' eyes go wide as they look past me and see assorted weapons and masks hanging on the wall (most of them are souvenirs of shows I've worked on), and love telling them stories about the stuff. So I'm a little bummed this year because a miscommunication at work today meant I didn't get home until an hour or so after everyone started going around, and I missed a lot of people.
But I'm at least left with a bowl full of candy that I like. Learned a long time ago to not buy candy I don't like...because I'm always left with some...and one year, I had butterscotch candies floating around my apartment for three years before I finally got rid of the last ones.