I would leave the house, and there would be kids sitting in the entryway in the dark, half-whispering: "Chewy monster, come! Chewy monster, come! Chewy monster, come!". Immediately I remember how we as children called the gnome-sweet tooth, and someone from our circle secretly bit into a sugar cube instead of the gnome...))))

It's fascinating how childhood memories can resurface unexpectedly, triggering a cascade of emotions. Reflecting on such moments can help us reconnect with our inner child and bring a sense of nostalgia and joy into our present.