So Saturday, Grandma Smith babysat Manden, Mathias and Mary
while we went on a youth temple trip.
Grandma gave Mary a Halloween pumpkin bucket
(you know the cheap jack-o-lantern ones from Walmart for trick or treating)....
Usually this would be fine, but since we just had Halloween,
Mary knows exactly what this pumpkin is for--
CANDY.
So, she asked everyone in the house for candy for 2 days.
Most of us just ignored her, but Mike---the old softy, asks me this morning,
"Can't you let her trick or treat down the hallway with the kids at each door?"
I have people coming for Thanksgiving in a few days so...
I have a million things to do to get the house ready,
he needs to get to work and besides---
Halloween is over!
Halloween is over!
and then the wheels start turning in my head:
"I do still have a whole stinking bowl of Halloween candy sitting on my dresser,
it wouldn't take that long and she would hopefully stop asking for candy,
and I could avoid doing all the things I need to do for
Thanksgiving for just a little longer"....
so that's it...
she gets what she wants-
as usual.
We find her costume and while she is putting it on herself,
(can't help her because she is in that "do it herself" stage),
I split up the bowl of candy and we each claim a door.
Meigan thinks this is as ridiculous as I did at first and
refuses to get out of bed for it....
Mary gets her bucket filled,
I get some cute pictures,
she polishes up her
and all is well at the Smith home,
so they didn't mind at all).
Now all I have to do is remember to hide the stupid pumpkin bucket as soon as the candy is gone or we will forever be
trick or treating!
The problem now is that it was so cute,
that it got me thinking this is the kind of thing I could post on my non-existant blog.
So much for not taking a lot of time...
now here I am trying to figure out the whole blogging thingy...
now here I am trying to figure out the whole blogging thingy...