FOF Observation #28

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'Twas the night after Halloween, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The loot bags were laid upon the dining room table with care,
In hopes that in the morning, the candy would still be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of jack-o-lanterns danced in their heads;
And mamma in her PJ's, and I getting ready for work,
It seemed like the perfect chance for me to quietly lurk,

It was roughly 2am. 

I was getting ready for work while the rest of the house was quietly sleeping.  As I sheepishly got myself ready, and headed through our dining room towards the kitchen (where the breakfast and lunch I prepared for the next day was awaiting their retrieval from the refrigerator), where it occurred to me that just before I went to bed the night before, I noticed a large bag (henceforth referred to as the “loot bag) filled with every possible type of candy known to man.  This "loot bag" was the booty from a night of trick-or-treating by #4 of 5 (and her friend), #5 of 5, or a combination of their combined hauls.  It was at that moment that I decided that I needed deserved wanted a little early morning sugary boost.  I turned to snatch a little something out of the "loot bag" when I noticed it was…

GOA (Gone upon my arrival)
UTL (Unable to be located)
MIA (Missing in action)

I made a very brief attempt at locating said "loot bag", when suddenly a strange feeling overcame me.  I was overcome with a sort of weird feeling of…  Disloyalty?  Deception?  Dishonesty?  Thievery?  Guilt?  

So, when I could not find the "loot bag" (that my own children likely HID from me), I was sort of relieved…  But, that’s when the “question” came to mind…

I wonder how much of my childhood Halloween hauls were plundered by MY parents??!?! 

To be completely honest, I don’t recall noticing any significant deficiencies throughout the years, so if they did indeed ransack my "loot bags", they did a good job.

I hope to follow in their footsteps!
(Now, where oh where did they hide that "loot bag"??)            

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