Halloween.
My 12 year old daughter's plan to ditch her little brother worked perfectly.
I agreed to let her trick or treat with her best friend who also has a 6 year old brother, only to end up with us two moms taking our 6 year old boys around the block, while my daughter for the first time ran with a pack of unchaperoned middle schoolers, all right on the boarder line of being too old to trick or treat really.
My husband stayed behind to be the one to hand out candy to people coming to our house, because that's the sad thing about trick or treating. You need one person to stay and hand out candy, and another to take the kids out.Otherwise while you are taking your kid out and no one is home, you have to turn your porch light off during that time, signifying, this house has no candy, no one is home, skip over this house. And no one wants to be that house, its too shameful.
Its one of the only times per year, if not the very only time of year, that the adults in our neighborhood actually exchange a few words. Families pass each other on the street, taking their kids out. People with fences or gates have them open for a change . And it was so unseaonablly warm that a lot of people including us just had our door wide open to the street! Too bad it takes free candy to make us talk to each other.
Taking a different route than usual this year, we hit a house that gives out religious pamphlets about how people who celebrate halloween are going to hell, instead of candy, just like one house in my old neighborhood when I was a kid! People like that should just be honest and leave thier porch light off.
At one point I came across my 12 year old daughter and her pack of juvies, punding on the door of a house with its porch light off. I walked up to them and pointed out look , their porch light is off, they're not participating, you have to move on. But one boy kept inisisting, NO! I heard someone in there! if there really was someone in there, I felt sorry for them.
Both my kids came back with their plastic pumpkin head buckets full to the top with candy. i had to go back out there and follow the sound of one of her friends very unique screaming, to find my daughter and walk her home. I could hear him from 2 blocks away! Since we live on a busy street, we hardly had any visitors ourselves, and way over bought our little individual sized bags of candy corns and cholcolate coins with halloween prints on them, that we were giving out.
My head, and even the back of my neck are still pounding. Maybe its not a sugar head ache, like I originally thought. I've decided its a tumor.
My 12 year old daughter's plan to ditch her little brother worked perfectly.
I agreed to let her trick or treat with her best friend who also has a 6 year old brother, only to end up with us two moms taking our 6 year old boys around the block, while my daughter for the first time ran with a pack of unchaperoned middle schoolers, all right on the boarder line of being too old to trick or treat really.
My husband stayed behind to be the one to hand out candy to people coming to our house, because that's the sad thing about trick or treating. You need one person to stay and hand out candy, and another to take the kids out.Otherwise while you are taking your kid out and no one is home, you have to turn your porch light off during that time, signifying, this house has no candy, no one is home, skip over this house. And no one wants to be that house, its too shameful.
Its one of the only times per year, if not the very only time of year, that the adults in our neighborhood actually exchange a few words. Families pass each other on the street, taking their kids out. People with fences or gates have them open for a change . And it was so unseaonablly warm that a lot of people including us just had our door wide open to the street! Too bad it takes free candy to make us talk to each other.
Taking a different route than usual this year, we hit a house that gives out religious pamphlets about how people who celebrate halloween are going to hell, instead of candy, just like one house in my old neighborhood when I was a kid! People like that should just be honest and leave thier porch light off.
At one point I came across my 12 year old daughter and her pack of juvies, punding on the door of a house with its porch light off. I walked up to them and pointed out look , their porch light is off, they're not participating, you have to move on. But one boy kept inisisting, NO! I heard someone in there! if there really was someone in there, I felt sorry for them.
Both my kids came back with their plastic pumpkin head buckets full to the top with candy. i had to go back out there and follow the sound of one of her friends very unique screaming, to find my daughter and walk her home. I could hear him from 2 blocks away! Since we live on a busy street, we hardly had any visitors ourselves, and way over bought our little individual sized bags of candy corns and cholcolate coins with halloween prints on them, that we were giving out.
My head, and even the back of my neck are still pounding. Maybe its not a sugar head ache, like I originally thought. I've decided its a tumor.
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