Second, since we live on the ghetto side of the good neighborhood, we
And the kids came away with this:
And my husband has this thing about sorting the candy. It all got dumped together again anyway but he likes to take full stock of the loot. The piles were falling off the coffee table so I grabbed bowls (and they're all Tupperware...) to corral the candy.
We have a bowl each of Hershey's miniatures, Butterfinger, Snickers, Milky Way, 3 Musketeers (a favorite of mine), Reese's cups (another favorite of mine, probably my #1), Skittles, irregular snacks like popcorn, pretzels and gummi snacks etc, and those odd caramel/taffy candies that I can only assume die hard seniors insist on handing out. They were good parents back in their day and didn't aid their children in such consumption apparently.
Moving on to the piles, we have M&M's (regular and peanut), KitKat, Starburst, Crunch, Twix, Hershey's, Almond Joy, some Junior Mints, DOTS, Milk Duds, and a few SmarTies, Sugar Baby/Daddy, Twizzlers, Sour Patch, and a Take 5. Beast got a full sized Zero bar. Then There were the perfunctory DumDums, Tootsie Pops, Tootsie Rolls (in flavors even), and someone threw in a small page of stickers for good measure. Clone's prized treat? A miniature thing of fuschia Play-doh.
The kids were told they could have one piece of candy tonight. I suspect I'll have the revolving door unlatched tomorrow to safeguard my sanity. "If you MUST bounce, do so outside!" We got home shortly after 9, went through the candy and I sat down at the computer. I was trying to upload the first picture, and was called by the Devildog to see this:
Because mooching is an exhausting line of work you know....