When my kids were young, the would go out after school with their pillow cases and hit just about every house they knew. Then they would come home, dump their candy on piles in the living room floor and sort through it. They would fight and swap candy and every once in a while, throw me a bone, such as a "special dark" or something else they didn't' like. Then they would put the candy in their rooms as if I was going to run up their and steal it.
I never stole my kid's candy. My ex-husband would often raid their stash, and he was often accused of this. I swear my kids counted their candy and kept good track. I was never like my mother; when they were little, I went with them trick or treating and inspected the candy. Stuff with razor blades or hypodermic needles were immediately suspect and cast out. The other stuff was good for going. Sometimes I would tell them that dark milk way candies were poison, as were Three Musketeers, but in time, they got wise to me. I never monitored the candy eating. My kids always ate a good dinner, were skinny and had no cavities. Once a year, it didn't kill them to eat a lot of candy. No worse than soda, and I hardly ever bought soda. I hate soda.
When my kids would come home with cheapo candy, such as gum and generic crap, this would get dumped into the pumpkin I kept by the door and given to other trick or treaters. Yes...we re-gifted our Halloween candy and selfishly saved the best candy until the end. The candy they didn't want - that no one wanted, was given out to unlucky children who came to our house after their friends told them we were giving out fun sized bars of chocolate.
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