A post-trick-or­treat candy chun­der is the true def­i­ni­tion of the tech­ni­colour yawn.

Mt Druitt - St Mary's Standard (East) - - NEWS - Mi­randa Mur­phy is a mother of three and a jour­nal­ist at Fol­low her on Twit­ter @mur­phymi­randa

door. Par­ents tag along, usu­ally armed with a cold bev­er­age and some nib­bles – hor­ror d’oeu­vres, if you will.

Our young off­spring have been ripped-up sheet ghosts, caped witches and three lit­tle black cats – out­fits that are about to be re­cy­cled into un­con­vinc­ing Darth Vaders.

We’ve learned not to let them loose on the lol­lies. A post-trick-or-treat candy chun­der is the true def­i­ni­tion of the tech­ni­colour yawn.

Most of the sweets are con­fis­cated and eaten over the next year by the grown-ups. We’re the real mon­sters.

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