Every year on October 31 I promise myself I’ll be better next year. I will. I promise!
Don’t know why but I always forget there are kids around here who go trick ‘n’ treating on the last of October. See, I am old enough to consider October 31 as the Reformation Day and the World Savings Day, but I regularly forget about Halloween.
Which means kids that come tricking and treating me will always get what we have at home.
Last year? Organic pretzels and dried fruit. 😳
Yes, I am ashamed of myself, as I should be.
I don’t know why they bother coming, though, maybe their parents are happy at what their kids get from the strange auntie with a surprised face?
(Slightly OT: yeah, we eat stuff like self-made buckwheat bread with stuff in our neck of the woods)