Monday, October 31, 2011
Halloween 2011
Happy Halloween!
It was a bit chilly here today, everyone is wearing sweats under their costume, so we are all a bit bulky. There was also a mass revolt about wearing the masks for the costumes and a general attitude of "take the damn pictures already so we can go get candy."
Despite weeks of changing his mind, Peter finally settled on Optimus Prime. Actually, as of this morning, Peter wanted to be Thor, then Superman, and then after seeing a General Grievous costume at school, demanded to be taken to Target right now for a General Grievous costume. I stood firm, however, and said no, you can be Optimus Prime, or Black Spiderman, or Darth Vader--in short, you may be one of the costumes we have bought every time you have changed your mind in the three weeks. Optimus Prime won. Not without tears.
I love the fist pump Greg is doing for the awesome chocolate candy they got from this house, unlike the nut-free crap we hand out at home.
All three of my kids stopped in their tracks at this house, and said "ooooh, scary."
At this house, a woman was leaving as we were walking up the drive, and turned around to call in the door to her husband. She told us her husband was coming to the door with candy, and then got in her car. Greg said, apropos of nothing, "Well, at least she has a husband." Raising future feminists, right here.
When we got home, I confiscated everyone's baskets. With Peter's basket, I removed pretty much everything. (Literally, there were 3 items he could eat.) Not just the Snickers and the Reese's peanut butter cups and the Butterfingers that were actually made with nuts, but pretty much every chocolate item, because almost all chocolate candies are made on the same machinery as the chocolate with nuts. With Greg and Princess, I just removed the actual nut candies. Each child then turned in their "nut" candies for an equal amount of nut-free candy. (Great idea, Marisa!)
Since Peter loves Dum-Dum lollipops, I had bought a whole bag, plus fruit snacks, so he was fine with it. I usually dole out two pieces of candy every night after dinner, and then after a few days, the candy "disappears." This method may not work as they get older, but it works for now.
Its really frustrating that so many holidays revolve around food. Peter had a party at preschool today, but we participated in the parade and went home. The method of dealing with Peter's nut allergy is to give him a separate table during the party, and he can sit there alone eating candy I provide while everyone else has a party. So...we skipped that this year. I know once he is much older he will able to deal with this himself and will know that nuts make him sick (or dead), but at this age he really really really likes chocolate and candy and baked goods. I foresee at least another five years of having to be the jerk who never lets him have any peanut-filled fun.
We went trick or treating fairly early in the afternoon, and only went for a few blocks. I was expecting there to be a TON of trick-or-treaters, as there are a million kids in our neighborhoods. We got FIVE trick-or-treaters. Five. Wth?
Our previous apartment was located on a street of old people, and I think in the two years we lived there we may have gotten two trick-or-treaters the entire time. Our neighborhood in south Jersey, however, got HUNDREDS of trick-or-treaters; in the three years we lived there I bought $$$ worth of candy every year, and every year we ran out before the night was through. I figured since there are lots of kids in our neighborhood this would be similar, but I guess I will be returning the six bags of unopened, boringly nut-free candy I bought.
Hope you had a spook-tacular Halloween!
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It was a bit chilly here today, everyone is wearing sweats under their costume, so we are all a bit bulky. There was also a mass revolt about wearing the masks for the costumes and a general attitude of "take the damn pictures already so we can go get candy."
Despite weeks of changing his mind, Peter finally settled on Optimus Prime. Actually, as of this morning, Peter wanted to be Thor, then Superman, and then after seeing a General Grievous costume at school, demanded to be taken to Target right now for a General Grievous costume. I stood firm, however, and said no, you can be Optimus Prime, or Black Spiderman, or Darth Vader--in short, you may be one of the costumes we have bought every time you have changed your mind in the three weeks. Optimus Prime won. Not without tears.
I love the fist pump Greg is doing for the awesome chocolate candy they got from this house, unlike the nut-free crap we hand out at home.
All three of my kids stopped in their tracks at this house, and said "ooooh, scary."
At this house, a woman was leaving as we were walking up the drive, and turned around to call in the door to her husband. She told us her husband was coming to the door with candy, and then got in her car. Greg said, apropos of nothing, "Well, at least she has a husband." Raising future feminists, right here.
When we got home, I confiscated everyone's baskets. With Peter's basket, I removed pretty much everything. (Literally, there were 3 items he could eat.) Not just the Snickers and the Reese's peanut butter cups and the Butterfingers that were actually made with nuts, but pretty much every chocolate item, because almost all chocolate candies are made on the same machinery as the chocolate with nuts. With Greg and Princess, I just removed the actual nut candies. Each child then turned in their "nut" candies for an equal amount of nut-free candy. (Great idea, Marisa!)
Since Peter loves Dum-Dum lollipops, I had bought a whole bag, plus fruit snacks, so he was fine with it. I usually dole out two pieces of candy every night after dinner, and then after a few days, the candy "disappears." This method may not work as they get older, but it works for now.
Its really frustrating that so many holidays revolve around food. Peter had a party at preschool today, but we participated in the parade and went home. The method of dealing with Peter's nut allergy is to give him a separate table during the party, and he can sit there alone eating candy I provide while everyone else has a party. So...we skipped that this year. I know once he is much older he will able to deal with this himself and will know that nuts make him sick (or dead), but at this age he really really really likes chocolate and candy and baked goods. I foresee at least another five years of having to be the jerk who never lets him have any peanut-filled fun.
We went trick or treating fairly early in the afternoon, and only went for a few blocks. I was expecting there to be a TON of trick-or-treaters, as there are a million kids in our neighborhoods. We got FIVE trick-or-treaters. Five. Wth?
Our previous apartment was located on a street of old people, and I think in the two years we lived there we may have gotten two trick-or-treaters the entire time. Our neighborhood in south Jersey, however, got HUNDREDS of trick-or-treaters; in the three years we lived there I bought $$$ worth of candy every year, and every year we ran out before the night was through. I figured since there are lots of kids in our neighborhood this would be similar, but I guess I will be returning the six bags of unopened, boringly nut-free candy I bought.
Hope you had a spook-tacular Halloween!










