Happy Halloween

Well, Jen and I finally get to hand out Halloween candy this year.  Ever since we've been together (5 years now), there has always been a reason that we couldn't entertain all of the Trick or Treaters in the neighbourhood.  At first we lived on the third floor of a very small apartment building in Ottawa and the front door was locked.  It was a bit of a rough neighbourhood.

Next, when we first moved to Fort St. John, we lived in another apartment building, so no Trick or Treaters.
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Then we moved out to Prespatou and we were surrounded by the very dour Mennonites.  Halloween was seen as sacraligous and a pagan ritual.  Needless to say, having a Jack 'o Lantern outside our teacherage was probably not a wise career or social move.  We generally made ourselves scarce on Halloween night, because there were a healthy amount of hypocrites in the Prespatou community.  There were families that would go out Trick or Treating and not bother to dress up.  I don't play that game.  So, in order to avoid having me make a scene, Jen always made sure we were away from home.

Now this year, we live in town and we are in our own house.  Our steps are lined with the Jack 'o Lanterns that our classes carved.  We have had between 60-70 kids of varying ages come to our door asking (politely for the most part) for candy.  The best part is that the little beggars don't have to wear their snow boots or winter jackets this year.  There is usually snow on the ground at this time of the year, but we got lucky and our first big dump melted over the last couple of days. 

Am I a grumpy old man if after two hours of beggars coming to my door, the novelty is wearing off?