When the witch came to the door, the kids went running. Our neighbors lined up relatives to dole out candy. I put 1/3 of the children in my car as we followed kitty and batman (and the chaufer) around the windy streets of our town. Addison, the smallest of the bunch handled the witch the best. He just stared and stared. The kitty and Batman took cover behind their respective parents.

Since we can’t walk around our neighborhood, each stop required getting kids out of the cars. Addison is heavy, and we navigated his weight up and down rain soaked steps. Several times we almost slipped, but he was thrilled - I mean thrilled - at the aspect of collecting candy and little toys and putting them in the pumpkin bag.

As we pulled up to home, he fell asleep. I hauled him out of the back seat, one more time. The kitty dumped her "take" on the table and began pairing off matching candies. I tucked her in at 10 p.m.

What a night of tricks.

What a night of treats.