The Candy Man Can

Halloween is fast approaching.  And once again, I forgot to make this "holiday" a line item in our family budget.

You see, Ryan and I have a little difference of opinion regarding the giving out of candy to all those adorable but greedy little trick-or-treaters.

Knowing that the collection of goodies has the potential to reach astronomical proportions, I feel perfectly justified in handing out fun size candy bars.

Ryan however, strongly believes there is not one thing "fun" about a fun size candy bar.  He wants to give out FULL SIZE candy bars.  And do you think he wants to do this out of the goodness of his heart?

Absolutely not.

He wants to be the most popular guy in the neighborhood.  He wants to shock and awe all those adorable but greedy little trick-or-treaters.  He wants them to go home and say - "you're not gonna believe what the Rushes gave us!"

I however, do not feel the need to submit to this secret popularity contest.

At supper last night, I suggested handing out pretzels this year.  To which my family blankly stared at me like I was speaking in tongues and there was no interpreter around.

Reagan recovered first and firmly stated that NO ONE wants pretzels in their little plastic pumpkin buckets.  Ryley thought it might be a good idea - if I wanted to incite a riot among the children and have them thrown back in my face.  And Ryan just said "NO".

Fine then.

I'll go to Costco and buy full size candy bars.  Even if it means we have to eat beans and rice for a week. Even if it means no vacation this summer.  Even it it means I'm single-handedly sending all my neighbor's children's dentists on their summer vacations.  Even if it means I'm caving under the pressure from all those adorable but greedy little trick or treaters.

By golly, WE WILL BE POPULAR!