In our house, I’d say we’re relatively healthy eaters. Some nights are extremely healthy, like last night when I made black beans, brown rice, kale and carrots. Then, tonight we ordered pizza while we carved pumpkins. So a little of this and a little of that. My three-year-old will occasionally have dessert, but often it is just a healthy granola cookie, or yogurt, or fruit. Thank goodness we weaned him from the Summer Dessert Fiasco of 2011. Until…now.
He is really psyched about Halloween. It’s not because of the pumpkin carving, which he thinks is lots of fun. It’s not because of the monkey costume that he’s tried on at least five times. There’s another reason he’s been asking me if it’s October 31st every single day since August, when I told him all about Halloween.
Perhaps I was a bit too enthusiastic when I described it, but I’m sure I was just trying to delay some imminent candy consumption. I will say that I had the same feelings when I was a kid. I used to sing songs about candy, while skipping in circles. And they say sugar isn’t a drug.
Meanwhile, I was very possessive about my candy and my sister and I used to organize it and trade it well into the night after trick-or-treating. She was really good at manipulating me out of my good candy.
So this will be the first year that Shnook really understands what Halloween is all about and he will undoubtedly dip himself in a high-fructose-corn-syruped-red-dye-#5-chemical-food-additive-candy coma. I just hope I can help him know when to say when. Anyway, if I had to choose, these would be my 10 favorites from childhood. I wonder what the Shnook’s will be?