OT: (Halloween) Candy.

[XXtwindad]

I don’t have much of a sweet tooth, thankfully. It certainly saved me from the patisseries around every corner in France. (Although, when in France…)

But, once a year, when the ghouls, goblins, and ghosts come back with their holiday bounty, I succumb to temptation. When my little pumpkins go to bed, I secretly sift through their treasures. I discard almost everything. I’m only in search of that tell-tale iconic bright orange, gold, and brown lettering.

This one. Nothing comes close.

I do feel guilty for plundering their treasures. But I’m their Father, and it’s for their own good.