I’m Baaaaaack… with a Spooktacular Update

Halloween was a week-long affair at our house. And the candy hangover promises to last until Christmas. It started on Sunday with a skating party and spilled into wearing costumes to school on Monday. I still giggle when I think of my co-worker who didn’t send her son to school in costume for fear it would get dirty – for the money spent on these costumes, my kids have been wearing theirs since September.

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As tradition dictates, Grandma came to trick or treat with the kids and, just to keep things fresh, I joined her. It was getting old fast – walk up driveway, ring doorbell, ask for candy, remind kids to say thank you, repeat – until we happened upon the house that was giving treats to parents – A liquor station set up in the driveway for mommy and Grandma! Little shot glasses all neatly lined up waiting patiently for a tired mom or dad. I almost ran home to change and come back again!

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We made it home just in time to watch Battle of the Blades. We couldn’t miss watching poor Kale get voted off. But more importantly, the Christmas commercials have started to infiltrate our evenings. Every commercial on TV is either something Bronwyn wants (i.e. Barbie, Lala Loopsy, Barbie) or something Bronwyn feels Findley would want (i.e. Hot Wheels, everything not Barbie). I don’t know what’s worse – a candy hangover or two more months of Christmas commercials.

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