Halloween Revisited
So what happens when your husband wants to participate in the whole neighborhood trick-or-treat thing and you feel it’s irresponsible to shovel out mass quantities of refined sugar and corn syrup-laden treats in an area known for an astronomically high occurrence of type 2 diabetes in children?
Simple, you give out party packs of this. The kiddo’s got a kick out of it, running and screaming in excitement to all of their friends down the street. Some of the parent’s seemed kinda weirded out though.
I’m really not a sancti-mommy (or a mommy for that matter). The kids are welcome to the candy they receive from others, but I’d rather give a gift that encourages hours of creativity instead of a brief sugar high and a tummy ache. We’ll just overlook the frightening possibility that dozens of angry mommies are soon to be hunting me down because their little darlings have wedged the stuff into the carpet.
Oh, and about that adorably rotten puppy from the previous post? She decided to go trick-or-treating with the neighbor’s kids- completely without my knowledge. I’m sure she had a blast (regardless of what I thought when I noticed she was missing).
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