Friday, November 4, 2011

Halloween

I've never loved Halloween.  I love costumes, and spending time creating something fun.  I love the opportunity to meet neighbors.  I do not like candy.  I do not like being scared.  Having extra sensitive  children (sensitive to noise, scarry things and HFCS) has inhanced my hesitation for diving into Halloween, and last year was really the first year we "did" Halloween. 
Candy used to be a treat, something you really only got in masses on Halloween, but that isnt' the case anymore.  Candy is everywhere!  The Post Office, the bank, someone even tried to give my kids candy at the Farmers market!  seriously?  How about a carrot?  Festivals, parades and events dump candy on kids, and HFCS seems to be found in everything! 
This year they knew what to expect for Halloween.  They have seen and heard it about it all.  This year the discussions began.  The kids get really excited about costumes, and we had a great time creating Jakcson's skeletal system.  Claire dresses up every day, so the princess costume came easy.  she still considers a princess more along the lines of a leader of a land, which seems to go with her personality.  This time she was determined to have a "dragging dress". 
Our friend had a photo shoot at his studio, which worked out great since i didn't even get a photo of their final costumes.  They each got one lolypop after the photo shoot.  In the car we realized Jackson's tounge was blue.  He looked in the mirror and exclaimed, "What?  It isn't even REAL candy??!!"
We went to a dozen homes in our neighborhood and were excited to see so many people out enjoying the evening. 
Jackson remembered how we did Halloween last year and was really excited to trade his candy away for a new toothbrush.  He doesn't have a sweet tooth, and knows that candy can make him feel sick, so the idea of trading that away for something that lasts is great.  Claire needed a little convincing, was the one who snuck candy, and in the end choose to give dad her candy and only one piece to the Tooth Fairy.

When the doorbell rang at 8:30 i figured the teenages were out.  Instead, i opened the door to a woman who said she was trick-or-treating for her child who was asleep in the stroller. I was glad we had kids stuff like play-doh, but she responded that her child was too young for play-doh.  "he's only 10  months" she explained.  Too young for play-doh and little plastic bugs, but okay to eat candy?
My sister had a man come to her door, by himself, with no costume other than a sword.  Really?  It seems like if an adult really wants candy, they could just go buy a bag and save the hour of time going door-to-door. 
What do you do for (or against) the "holiday"?  Do you ever turn people away for lack of costume, being too old, or it being too late?

The kids woke up to a new toothbrush, a new book and a little toy.  Jackson whispered to me, "you are really the tooth fairy, aren't you?  You really give us all these toys

buttocks

During a family walk around the neighborhood, Jackson suddenly stopped and exlaimed,
"I figured it out!  I know why they call them "buttocks"!!    When your butt feels a poop, it sends a message to your brain.  Your brain then sends a message to your feet to get to a bathroom quick!  Then your brain sends another message to your butt that its good to go.  Buttocks.  Your butt talks.  Your butt is like a walkie-talkie."