Halloween gets my Bah-Humbug going.
Where did my playful, sense of fun at any cost, dressed-up fairy-self go? Bah-Humbug. Dysregulation is a stir, so I’ve
strapped on my Nerves of Steel spanx (big NS on the chest) for the rest of the day, and will probably wear it under my clothes throughout the weekend.
From too many cupcakes at school, through too much candy door-to-door, to no candy because “Honey, you are allergic to Red dye #4, Yellow dye#2, Blue dye of any number, and sugar–sorry–here is an organic, gluten free, non GMO, cranberry edamame vegan bar. YOU loved these yesterday.”
Be patient. Have compassion. Expect too much sugar, too much fun, too much cortisol, and a blowout or three. It’s Halloween! (Yay. Bah-humbug.)
Ce Eshelman, LMFT
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This is controversial: I allowed my kids to eat their Halloween candy as soon as I inspected it (yep, I’m that paranoid) and throughout the next day. Whatever was left after 24 hours was dumped. Some years they were rolling around with tummy aches, but mostly they ate a little all day at intervals. When I dumped it, they had had their fill and didn’t really pitch much of a fit. To me that was better than trying to spread the sugar out in single pieces FOREVER!