Halloween + toddler = Mom & Dad on a sugar rush

I asked Dink, today, if I could have a piece of his Halloween candy tonight. I was informed I get a single solitary sucker, of his choosing. (insert frowny face here) I don't like suckers, I like chocolate...and Reese's...and Smarties....and Sweet tarts, and even those dumb cheap little black/orange peanut butter chewy things that, more than likely, haven't been made since 1962, but somehow make it in your bag every year. But alas, I get a sucker. Fine with me. You have to sleep sometime! Granted, it probably won't be in the next 3 days or so, considering how much candy we will let you ingest tonight...

I'm also just now thinking about dinner tonight, which will more than likely be candy, because I'm an awesome (lazy) mom like that!

I am literally getting off work, picking him up from the In-Law's. Taking him home, throwing on his fire man costume. Taking him to the neighbor's to trick-or-treat because they spoil him, picking up daddy, driving back to the in-law's, so they can see him in his costume, then driving 20 minutes south to my parent's neighborhood. It's a smallish neighborhood out in the county, I lived there for about 14 years. All the neighbors know me and saw me grow up, and now they are watching my kid grow up. Quaint, nice. We have been going here for all of his Halloween's. Plus, this way I know I don't have to watch out for razor blades and needles or whatever other sadistic, freak things people do now-a-days. This also lets us 'snack' while we walk. (which makes all calories ingested balanced out.....because we walk faster....because of all the sugar...well you understand)

We will finally get home and somehow convince Dink to go to sleep (this is the plan anyway) and then we will dump out and sort his candy into 'Mommy's pile' and 'Daddy's pile' and whatever is left is 'Dink's pile' We are pretty fair, we do give him the candies he likes....like suckers...he gets all the suckers... (also, you may have noticed, I'm not a fan, but whatever, it works out) Especially, because suckers 1.) make everything better (boo boos, owies, etc) and 2.) they give Mommy & Daddy a few minutes of sweet, heavenly silence, excluding strange slurpy sounds from the aforementioned 2 year old.

I may blog later, provided I'm not on a sugar rush, on a ladder cleaning all the windows outside, or mopping the floors by hand....

Until later my ghostie ghouls!