Halloween Post Mortem

Boy did we bring in the peanut laden candy Halloween night! We are talking butterfingers, recess peanut butter cups, peanut m&ms, snickers galore. I was hoping Max would end up with more safe things but people seemed to lack imagination this year. It's a good thing Max is such an enthusiastic trick or treater. He seems to just enjoy the door knocking and people admiring his costume. I knew he'd be okay with me taking all the candy at the end of the evening.

Owen on the other hand was not grasping the gravity of the situation. I grew more worried with each door and Owen's exclamations of "Candy? Yum, yum!" and "A treat for me!" I suddenly realized he had no clue that he didn't get to keep and eat that candy! I was afraid my substitute would not be satisfactory. Max is happy with skittles, starburst, twizlers and gummy lifesavers but Owen not so much a fan. He's more of a chocolate kid so I was hoping my baggie of mini-marshmellows and chocolate chips would be accepted in place of the mound o' candy which he couldn't even carry.

Luckily, he is easily distracted and readily chowed down on his safe treats when we got home.