There’s nothing like Halloween. We’ve had lots of laughing, in-good-fun teasing and even a little in-good-fun scaring, dancing, and naturally candy-eating.
At Middle Sister’s class party today, I brought the “Snot on a Stick” snack, made of pretzel sticks dipped in Cheese Whiz with a little food coloring mixed in (found the recipe at Family Corner.) Trust me. It looks real. Ewwww. The kids played “Pass the Rat” instead of “Hot Potato” and Little Brother entertained everyone by break-dancing.
The school does not allow the children to come in costume, which eliminates the whole “don’t bring a weapon & don’t scare the little kids” thing. Instead, they allowed the kids to wear ONE non-uniform item and called it “Clash Day.” The kids were very creative in their clashing. Middle Sister wore, with her red & green plaid school skirt, a “Bohemian” style printed top. Yikes. Others had neon soccer socks, or mismatched shoes, or pajama pants.
Daddy and Middle Sister’s Friend’s Dad took the kids out for the first round, came back for dinner, and just went out to circle another block in our neighborhood. We’ve got 2 extra kids along this year. I stay home and pass out candy to the kids who come to the door. Daddy’s motto is: “We’ll trick-or-treat until you can’t walk anymore.”
At dinnertime, the kids were more interested in candy-trading than eating dinner, though their appetites got the better of them and they quickly downed their meals.
I am traditionally the Repository For Candy Nobody Wants. I take the Whoppers and Almond Joys. I used to get the Milky Ways, too, but then the kids figured out that those are good, so that was all over. 5 kids were tossing candy my way as I was trying to serve dinner. So I got a bowl and attached a sign: “Donations for Feed Mom Candy and Continue to Receive Hot Food and Clean Laundry Fund.”
And they have gone back out, leaving me here to
rummage through their candy stash wash dishes and answer the door.