I used to LOVE Halloween, and what fat kid didn’t? A license to eat all the candy you could get! I would strategize how to get the most candy, from the streets I’d love to visit to the costume I’d wear (maximum mobility!). Getting mugged by the bigger kids for your candy was always a risk, so a firm handle on the candy bag was essential. Oh, and that bag? As big as it could be. None of these dinky plastic pumpkins. A pillowcase didn’t have any Halloween decorations, but it couldn’t rip and could hold a LOT of candy, even by my standards.
Strangely enough, my mother didn’t limit our candy consumption; perhaps she was going by the theory that you let them eat as much as they want and they’ll get sick of it. HAH! Maybe I did have a tolerance level, but I never managed to hit it.
My candy was gone within days. First the fun sized chocolates, next the miniature chocolates. Next, the pseudo chocolates (Milk Duds). Finally we got down to the crappy candy like Nekkos and Smarties. Even though I didn’t really like them, I ate them anyway.
Then I tried to mooch from my sister, who of course ate candy like a sensible person. It didn’t seem that sensible to me, because if I didn’t get into it, the dog would. What a waste, or so I thought at the time.
N9wadays, I’m not so scared of the costumes, unless you count being scared by how much I’m going to spend on my kids’ costumes (yikes!). I’m not scared of the bigger kids stealing my candy, but of them putting out awesome candy on their desks. And am I going to be one of those moms who steals candy from her kids’ stash? Um…. I plead the fifth.
How bad is all that candy? Hungry Girl has a great list of the calories/point values of all your Halloween treats, from blechy smarties to miniature chocolates to fun sized. Who knew that a Reese’s peanut butter pumpkin had 4 points?!?
What’s your strategy for Halloween?
