The night is cold. Who will be out tonight?

The doorbell rings.

"Trick or treat!"

Oops, he's out.

"C'mon back inside!"

Don't scare the tyke. Give her some treats. She smiles, and the door closes.

Grinning, I look at him. He looks at me.

"Okay, you get one, too."

The doorbell rings.

"Trick or treat!" Another tyke. More treats. He looks up at me.

"Sure."

The doorbell rings again and again. He looks up at me each time.

Okay, okay. A new tradition is created.

Will he remember this next year, or expect it every night from now on?