Trick or Treating

Mr 5 graduated from only being happy to wear a helmet to being happy to wear the entire fireman's outfit in about three weeks of thinking about it, and we organised for me and him to walk around with a class mate and his parents down the street. It was a weird evening, because it isn't a common thing in Australia to knock on people's doors and for them to give out candy (lollies), so I felt a bit embarassed about it.
On one hand, it is an opportunity to say hi to people who live 5 m away from you that you see around, and on the other hand, in our neighbourhood kids were 'bused in' from outside by their parents, and it got rather busy around 7pm. Quite a few people were treating it as an evening to sit outside and chat with their neighbours and have a few beers, or have people over for dinner, with bonus evening activity for the kids.
I had walked the baby around to a few friends houses earlier on, and he got to say hello and talk about his costume (a borrowed pilots suit), and pat the dog, and although at the time I felt hugely stressed about being the only people on the street, in retrospect I enjoyed that sort of interaction better than when it was more rushed and there were heaps of people around. He was in bed asleep by the time the main action started, which we were pleased about.
The only dilemma - what to do with all the candy?! I'm hoping that out of sight = out of mind.
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