When I was little I thought it was so fun to help pass out the Halloween candy. I loved it. Probably because I felt like I was in charge or important or something like that. (I was kind of an obnoxious child.) (Kind of is an understatement.)
This one Halloween when I was about 7, I think, I was passing out the candy before we left to go Trick or Treating ourselves. My parents had a rule that we could only give one piece of candy per person. (In their defense, we lived in a super busy area of town and got TONS of trick or treaters. They weren't just cheap.) And I totally stuck to that rule...
So much so that when one little boy came to the door + I accidentally dropped two pieces of candy in his bag, I didn't hesitate to reach my hand back in and take one piece of candy from him.
I remember feeling so stupid when I was in the process of doing it, but it was one of those "No turning back" type of situations. And I can still picture his face looking at me like I was crazy.