Trick. No treat.

Two undershirts, turtlenecks, and shirts; two pairs of thermal pants, spandex pants, socks, and shoes; one spider and another Thomas the Train costume; two neon glow sticks, two pumpkin baskets and one flashlight later, and we were off into the night.

Said Tyler, three houses down the road: “It’s dark. I want to go home.”

This year, I’d say, the trick was most definitely on me.