Fortunately I don't have to go door to door anymore. With kids, I just levy a hefty "Dad Tax" and I score some sweet chocolate bars. We're talkin Snickers, 3 Muskateers, Hershey, etc. Oh yeah it's good to be the king.
We had a surprisingly light crowd this year, just over a hundred Pirates, Witches, Mass Murderers, and several "I have no idea what you are supposed to be." Kyle was a Toy. Sherriff Woody. Ryan was a defender of the galaxy, a Jedi Knight.