Why do adults get so pumped about counting trick-or-treaters? It’s like we’re all suddenly conducting an unofficial neighborhood census. I remember when the only numbers I kept track of were from a different kind of night out—usually the sad tally of phone numbers (or lack thereof) from a night at the bar. Spoiler alert: I wasn’t winning that game either.
But now? My big win is shouting proudly, “We got 28 trick-or-treaters!” and challenging the neighbors to top it. Let’s be real, though—there’s just something fun about knowing we were the popular house on the block.
So, who’s got us beat?