11-01-2015, 08:46 PM
The ex and I would pick through it once the kids were in bed. She loved Three Musketeers and I would snag the Milky Ways and Snickers. Next day when the kids claimed there was some candy missing, we'd unite and tell them they were imagining things and we'd deny deny deny. This cycle would repeat every Halloween. That part of the holiday I miss, and there are presently no grandkids on the horizon from whom to steal candy.
