My policy on Halloween candy is “Ohmygod, just eat it now so I don’t have to hear you whine about it.” In that spirit, the day after Halloween, my boys’ treat buckets were getting pretty low. So low, in fact, that they began pelting each other with candy they didn’t like.
So I asked them to put all the candy they didn’t like in a pile and then we divvied it all up according to who liked what. We were left with a pretty hefty pile of unloved candy, and much to my surprise, it consisted almost entirely of Snickers.
What the hell? Where have I gone wrong? There has been no other moment in my entire career as a parent when I have so seriously questioned my ability to be a good role model and shaper of young minds.
Behold the horror.
I’m so sorry you had to look at that.