
It was Halloween yesterday which means TRICK OR TREATING. I dressed up Ally as a witch for and she, her father, her baby brother and I set off for an evening of begging for candy.
This was Ally's second try at Trick or Treating. She was only 18 months last year and I entrusted her to the 2 year old daughter of another friend as they led each other down dark pathways to sugary delights. This year Ally and Taylor were old hats at the tradition.
I let Ally have a piece of candy at our first house, which was probably a mistake because once she got a taste of the delicious chocolaty taste, she was hooked. Addicted. Every time she got a piece of candy she would beg with me "Please Mommy I want the Candy" (Is now the time for me to say that I was doing my best Brittney imitation by starting off the evening by having 3 glasses of champagne w. a friend at a pumpkin carving party).
Well, we were able to get the sweet sugar from her, but this took a stint of putting ALly in Detox. One day at time baby, one day at time.
The day began this morning as she screamed from her bed "I WANT CANDY" I thought to myself, oh no, we may need to send her to that awesome rehab center in Utah. I could use a vacation. Luckily we were able to wean her off the sauce. Until next year...
Note: The photo is from last Halloween until I get my lazy self to put an updated one up!