The babes and I had our regular Tuesday night dinner date last night—Denny's, of course—while their parents attended board meetings and book clubs. I was searching for conversation topics, and settled upon "what kind of candy do you hope you get for trick-or-treat?"
Ridley, chasing after my own tummy, replied, "Lots of Hershey's." Oooh, chocolate. I like how that girl thinks.
Boston, to my shock and surprise, replied, "Candy corn." I parroted, "Candy Corn???" "Yes", he said, "I love candy corn."
Well, somebody has to, I guess.
(If you were wondering, I was excused from creating Hallowe'en costumes this year. Boston is going as a skeleton, thanks to Walgreen's and a glow-in-the-dark marker from Jo-Ann's. Ridley is recycling her witch costume of two years ago. The only item that needed replacing was the hat.)
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I also detest candy corn. Ridley has the right idea.
However, a neighbor once brought over a mixture of candy corn and dry-roasted peanuts. That was surprisingly good -- just like a PayDay bar.
Emily is going to be a ghost. I still haven't made her costume!
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