Halloween is kind of a fun holiday. I love seeing the area children all decked out in their creative costumes. If I can arrange it, I like to be there at my front door to see all the ghosts, princesses, zombies, Power Rangers, Iron Man and pirates.
Daniel has been bugging me to purchase our Halloween candy supply, but I always hesitate to do that when the actual holiday is more than a week away. At my house, with two ravenous grazers (Larry and Daniel), no candy is safe.
I found a particularly good sale on some Halloween treats earlier this week and decided to snag it while the selection was still good. There's nothing worse than waiting until the last minute and finding only the stuff that everyone else has passed over. You know, the kind of treats that the kids put back in the bowl when they see what it is.
Chocolate treats always seem to be the best received by the costumed crowds. I picked up four bags of little candy bars and then spent a good 25 minutes trying to decide where to hide them. I finally settled on putting the bags in a zippered freezer bag and stashing them behind a package of frozen cauliflower. I can't guarantee that my guys won't find the treats, but at least if they do, they'll have to wait until the candy defrosts to eat them.
There can be dangers in hiding things like that, though. My mother-in-law likes to shop for Christmas throughout the whole year. When she comes upon something she knows one of her children or grandchildren will like, she buys it, takes it home and puts it away. The trouble is - more often than not - there are a few of those gifts that she will never find again. Or if she does, it might be a few years later.
But when it comes to treats, I have to say I appreciate those houses that hand out pencils or trinkets or toothbrushes to the trick or treaters. Some give out fruit snacks and others pass out granola bars. The kids may not appreciate it, but I think we parents do. It kind of helps keep the sugar high in the manageable zone.
This year, Daniel plans to stay at home on Halloween night to help defrost the candy and pass out the treats to the kids who come to the door. I know I'll miss helping him put together a costume and driving him all over town. He's growing up. And that's wonderful and scary all at the same time.