<p>We just had our first two trick or treaters about 20 minutes ago, two adorable little kids. I opened up the big package of Kit Kat bars and handed them one each and they said, “Thank you.” I saw them go back to the waiting SUV and hand the candy to their father who was clearly inspecting it to make sure that it was sealed before he gave it back to them. It made me sad to realize that this was necessary. 
When I grew up in the Stone Ages one of my favorite places to stop was a house several blocks away where the mom handed out homemade peanut brittle wrapped in wax paper.</p>