The first batch of trick or treaters who showed up at my door were two elementary school aged kiddos that gave me the ole classic "Trick or Treat, Smell My Feet Give Me Something "Nice" to eat ... I remember it as Good. The next group had a two or three year old little boy, dressed as a pumpkin, he was so excited that he started running; obviously the costume was a bit heavy in the middle for him and he did a face plant right before my front door. He was fine once I loaded his little Halloween goodie bag with candy. Then, I had two middle-school aged girls come to the door, both with flannel shirts; sleeves stuffed with straw, hair in pigtails and jeans. I said .. "oh, Dorothy from the 'Wizard of Oz'", and they replied curtly; no we're scarecrows! Ooopsie.... All in all we had about 30 kids ... oh, I forgot to mention the smart azz teenagers who wished me a "Merry Christmas". Kids ... ya gotta love 'em!