Halloween Addendum
When I was a child of Trick-or-Treating age, I remember the "hysteria" of tainted candy. There were always rumors of razor blades being inserted in candy bars or even dangerous drugs infused hypodermically. Every year my parents diligently rooted through my candy haul and removed suspected treats. It was a shame that the alleged poisonous culprits were always my parent's favorites. They sacrificed to keep me safe.
As a concerned and responsible parent myself, I too have always been diligent about perusing my children's Halloween candy for the inevitable razor blade or needle mark. Tragically, I have always had to remove the Reese's Cups and Butterfinger bars from the kid's candy haul. The fact that those are some of my favorite candy bars means nothing. Ahem. To be truthful, I have never found any razor blades. Come to think of it, I've never actually seen any needle marks either. Needless to say, I have never admitted this fact to my children. I don't want them to become complacent. It is better to be safe than sorry.
This year The Little One was a step ahead of me. She walked in the house with her haul of candy and proceeded to dump it on the dining room table. She then went through and separated out all the Reese's Cups and Butterfinger bars. She handed them over to me saying, "Here Mom, you're just going to take them all anyway."
Ah yes, Grasshopper. I rule.
As a concerned and responsible parent myself, I too have always been diligent about perusing my children's Halloween candy for the inevitable razor blade or needle mark. Tragically, I have always had to remove the Reese's Cups and Butterfinger bars from the kid's candy haul. The fact that those are some of my favorite candy bars means nothing. Ahem. To be truthful, I have never found any razor blades. Come to think of it, I've never actually seen any needle marks either. Needless to say, I have never admitted this fact to my children. I don't want them to become complacent. It is better to be safe than sorry.
This year The Little One was a step ahead of me. She walked in the house with her haul of candy and proceeded to dump it on the dining room table. She then went through and separated out all the Reese's Cups and Butterfinger bars. She handed them over to me saying, "Here Mom, you're just going to take them all anyway."
Ah yes, Grasshopper. I rule.
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