the candy fairy stopped by last night. took a look at finn's basket of halloween loot and decided it warranted a very special present. a strawberry shortcake doll, to be precise. because my little princess loving girly girl is newly obsessed with strawberry shortcake. perhaps i encourage it because i smell that artificial strawberry scent wafting off the plastic doll parts and i feel like i am a little girl with op shorts and stacked multi-colored sandals riding my bike in circles around the parked cars in the cul de sac we used to live in. i am knocking door to door selling girl scout cookies, enough to win the regional contest and they take my picture for the paper but i'm mostly excited about the ginormous chocolate easter bunny they gave me. less excited about the lily that stands taller than my head when i hold it. but i remember my mom exclaiming how beautiful it was.
finn got the hang of trick or treating this year. would stand and sift through the baskets of candy at each door and choose one piece that she loved. they would tell her she could take one more. how about two more? they would giggle and tell her she was adorable. thank you, she said, her hands full of chocolate. she ended up with a bucket that weighed about 10 pounds and would have kept going if we hadn't called it quits. the next morning we carefully laid out her loot and organized it and she picked out her favorite pieces. all non-chocolate pieces were cut in the first round. i learned two things from this exchange:
she trusts us when we tell her things.
she is a malicious negotiator.
whoever said that taking candy from a baby was easy didn't have a three year old with a sweet tooth.