Sometimes we get about 30 kids and sometimes we get 15. I turn my light off around 8. I hate it when the teenagers come and ring your door bell, and don't even say anything. They just stick out a pillowcase, a big pillowcase and expect candy. I'ts almost 6 now and we haven't a single one yet. So now my Baby Ruth, 3 Musketeers, Twix, $100,000 bars might be salvaged for Christmas. We tried that last year and they hardly made it 2 weeks. I put my least favorite candy bars on top and my favorite on the bottom.