Trick or Treating

I took my wee one to my mom’s house to go trick or treating. The rural area where we live doesn’t really participate in the Halloween festivities and besides, the houses are a l-o-n-g way apart.
We had the greatest Halloween ever! Mom walked for a block or so with us and introduced us to some of her neighbors who we tagged along with for a while. They were hardcore trick or treaters, though. We turned around and headed back home before they were halfway through their intended route.
The houses in Mom’s neighborhood are close together and almost all of them had their lights on or a bucket of candy and a note on the front steps. There were kids everywhere, parents everywhere, decorations everywhere! Fabulous. It almost makes me want to live in a suburban neighborhood with neighbors who can look right out of their kitchen into my bathroom window. Almost. Then I remember that my neighbors are closer than I care to have them and I can’t even see into their houses at all…
So now, What do we do with all that candy?
Yesterday I let her eat all she could. All she wanted. I also pointed out how stuffy she got as a result of an allergic reaction she has to sugar. This did not slow her consumption down at all. Today she gets to pick out 10 favorite pieces from her bag and we will leave the rest out for the fairies tonight. In exchange, they will leave her some precious little gift. It could be a rock or crystal or some lovely leaves but it might also be a Playmobil person or a Littlest Pet Shop toy. We’ll see whether we have nature fairies or consumer fairies tomorrow morning 😉

About Bettina Colonna Essert

Illuminated Magdalene High Priestess and facilitator of empowerment and healing circles for girls and women, including a monthly Red Tent Temple. BA in English, minor in anthropology. Waldorf homeschool mom. Reiki master, cranial sacral therapist, herbalist, menstruvist, feminist, epicurian.
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