Pretend you are 9 again. This is my own meme...
Best candy overall? Reese's peanut butter cup.
Best candy for school lunch? Sugar Daddy - it lasts the longest.
Worst candy? Raisins.
Candy your brother is dumb enough to trade for? Smarties.
Candy Dad steals, but you don't mind? Almond Joy.
Candy Dad steals, but you do mind? Butterfinger.
Best candy-gathering bag? Pillow case, of course!
You get an apple. You do what with it? Believe it or not, never happened.
Best book about Halloween? Blubber by Judy Blume, of course. It taught me the word flenser and made me realize how quickly the tides can change when teasing is concerned. It also made me endless jealous that there were places in the world with dried, crunchy leaves on Halloween, rather than drifts of snow.
Candy Mom steals? Trick question; she never stole any - she's Mom!
Date upon which Mom throws out Halloween candy if not all eaten? The weekend before Thanksgiving.
And yes, I was a kid who meted out my own candy, to myself, a couple pieces in my lunchbox each day, to make it last and last and last... and be at risk for parental theft... and then I eventually tired of it - or was left with nothing but suboptimal Mr. Goodbars and Three Musketeers and Raisinets and plain ol' raisins by Thanksgiving, dried out in a crumb-covered pillowcase on the pantry shelf. Happy Halloween!