All three of my boys came home last night and separated their candy. They didn't have piles of chocolate vs. sour vs. yucky stuff. Oh no! They had "my pile," "mom's pile" and "dad's pile."
They know I like Reese's peanut butter cups. They know Marty likes Snickers. They took EVERY ONE out of their pillowcases (which by the way were overflowing! We are going with Jeannine every year!) and put them aside for us.
After going back and forth for a few minutes they let me keep out a few of each but agreed to take their candy back. They worked for it... they deserve it. (Besides... after tonight it all gets frozen and given out as treats for the rest of the year. We have an "eat till you puke" night followed by a "as long as you ask" day. After that it is off to the freezer. Am I mean or what?!)
Aren't they just the sweetest?
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