Happy November!
I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween. Ours was low key since Autumn and I are still recovering from our colds. Autumn actually developed an ear infection Thursday so we thought it would be best to keep her indoors as much as possible. She made the rounds at my office (where she had an embarrassingly loud tantrum-long story) and scored a good haul of non-sugary treats at my parents’ house.
This year we opted to be absent during prime trick-or-treating hours. Molly tends to go a little crazy whenever we have VISITORS! A couple of years ago she barreled right past me and ran out into the street to accost unsuspecting children. Even though she’s a good-natured dog who would never hurt anyone, you really don’t want to see a streak of black and white canine racing towards you in the dark on Hallloween night.
While we were gone we went to Sonic to take advantage of their 50 cent corn dogs (a deal that seemed to appeal to only me), though we did leave a bowl of candy on our front porch. We made a bet with my parents as to how much candy would be left when we got home. They thought it would all be gone, but since we left the house completely dark it didn’t appear that anyone stopped by when we were out. We now have a large bowl of Kit Kats and Reeses peanut butter cups hanging out in our freezer.
Speaking of candy, I now know without a doubt that Autumn is especially sensitive to sugar. If the incident with the ice cream sandwich wasn’t evidence enough that sugar is the nitrous oxide to her engine, this is what we had to deal with last night after she snuck into her Halloween stash in a moment of minimal (as in zero) parental supervision:
Seriously, we were one Tootsie Roll away from The Great Cornholio, and now that I am an adult parent I can so empathize with Beavis’ unseen and obviously suffering mother. We went to Logan’s Roadhouse for dinner and the child could not sit still. She left her chair to repeatedly stomp on peanut shells and thought it was the funniest thing in the world to keep running over to my side of the table to whisper nonsensical secrets into my ear.
After an equally frustrating trip to the grocery store, we went through Autumn’s Halloween stash and pulled out the most volatile pieces. What we left were fruit snacks, crackers, cookies, popcorn and the Peeps my parents gave her (because she would notice if they were missing). Everything else went with Nathan to work today.
This morning as I brushed through Autumn’s hair, I explained that her Halloween treats are going to be occasional snacks on the weekends only. I tried to impress upon her how the kind of sugar we get in candy isn’t that good for us and that we should try to pick treats that have natural sugars like bananas and Mandarin oranges.
“And apples?” she asked.
“Yes, apples too,” I said.
And mom and dad would do well to heed their own advice. Once the bowl of Kit Kats and Reeses are gone, of course.
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Red dye used to do that to Braden. Feel free to bring the confiscated stash on your trip. I know plenty of people who don’t need it but would be willing to take one for the team!
I was going to suggest you bring it along with you here, but see that my sister beat me to it. Always stealing my thunder, that one.
We outlaw pop (soda, to you Northerners) for Cam. She’s never had it, but I know what caffeine does to me and can only imagine what it would do to her. I’ve tried to give her Sprite, but it burns her throat. I’m hoping that sticks with her and she won’t get hooked on pop.
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Autumn actually hates pop. We’ve tried to give it to her a couple of times and she just doesn’t like it, thank goodness. She loves her candy, though.
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