Halloween 2013, featuring Gabe as Spiderman (Target’s finest), and Norah as her American Girl doll Kaya (sporting a 20-year-old costume discovered in my parents’ attic that I suspect my stepsister once wore). Growing up, I only wore handmade costumes that my mom labored over, but I’m putting “learn to sew elaborate costumes” on my list of things I’ll probably get to in retirement!
Norah decorated a pumpkin yesterday, and without any prompting or assistance, wrote an original poem on it. Sadly, we had rain last night and I forgot to bring it inside before it mostly washed off, but this was the text:
Jack-o-lantern fat as can be
Carve his eyes so he can see
Put in a candle, light the light
A jack-o-lantern for Halloween night.
She’s a precocious one, that girl.
Question for you parents out there: how do you deal with the candy issue? Last year, I told the kids they could eat as much as they wanted on Halloween night and then I threw the rest away. That was primarily to avoid doling out a piece a night the rest of the year. But I’m a little worried that now that they’re bigger, they’ll eat so much they will get sick. Tips welcome!