I became a vegetarian shortly after our son Josh was born and during his formative years I was pretty vigilant about what he ate. (And by "pretty vigilant" I mean "fanatically zealous.")
His first couple of Halloweens were not an issue because he was still little but by the time his third Halloween rolled around, there was a problem. I was strongly against the idea of him gobbling up his weight in sugary junk (as I called candy back in the day), but I didn't want to deny him the fun that comes with dressing up in costume.
"Hmm....How to get around receiving massive amounts of candy without branding my child as a social outcast for life?" That was the question. I mulled it over and over in my mind until I was struck with a brilliant idea! I would go in advance everywhere I would be taking him trick-or-treating and drop off a healthy snack for them to put in his bag. This was creativity at its finest! He'd have all the fun and none of the cavities!
And so it happened. That Halloween and the two that followed it, Josh got tangerines, apples, oranges, bananas, popcorn and even the occasional fruit leather in his trick-or-treat pumpkin. Everyone got to see how adorable he looked in his costumes and he got to see what all the other kids wore, too. He got a kick out of the whole evening and seemed genuinely pleased with his healthy haul. (That's how it looked to me anyway.)
Fast forward to kindergarten. Halloween approached but even then I didn't realize that I hadn't thought this idea through to its logical conclusion. I had totally ignored the friend factor. When Josh found out that all the other kids got candy when they went trick-or-treating, he had a melt down. Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were nothing compared to this! Josh was beyond angry. He was livid.
To this very day, if you mention Halloween to him, he will zero in his pre-school years and get annoyed all over again. In his mind, I still owe him about a hundred pounds of nerds, starbursts and skittles.
Sometimes brilliant ideas are best left alone.
