Two most memorable trick-or-treaters were both very small children. While putting together glow stick bracelets, I had tossed one on the floor for my curious kitten to play with. The glow bracelets and plastic fangs didn't last long and we had to fall back on just candy During the greed frenzy 3-400-ish trick or treaters we had, one small child, possibly aged 3 or 4, dashed past me into the living room and snagged the bracelet/cat toy from the living room floor, helping himself to candy from a bowl on the way out. Made a whole room full of astonished adults laugh. Another very small child, who may or may not have been with the cat toy thief, demanded another such "light." I gave him candy, but he was not satisfied. We had been out of glow sticks for a while by then. The kid WOULD NOT LEAVE. He stood by the front door and wailed for a "light!" This went on for 15 to 20 minutes, even when I would close the door and open it again a minute later for the next batch of costumed kids, there he'd be, wailing for a "light." This kid couldn't have been more than 4 years old, and I kept asking him, "Where is your adult supervision?" At some point someone had uprooted or kicked over one of the little solar lights stuck in the yard and handed it to me, and I had laid it on the end table to put back out next day. It was glowing. I handed it to the kid and said, "Here!" He smiled, took it, and left. I think some parent finally materialized at that point because I heard, No, no, you can't take that!" at the edge of the yard, and then there was screaming. That's what you get, asshole, for dropping the parental ball for a whole twenty minutes. Hope the kid screamed the rest of the night.