Nov. 1 8AM
“Coast is clear. Car pulled out of the driveway.”
“OK troops, let’s do this.”
“I thought they’d never leave this morning.”
“Kids probably ate themselves into a sugar coma last night and couldn’t move.”
“Less talking, more climbing, troops.”
“To the victor go the spoils.”
“Dig in, baby.”
“Oh God, I can’t believe I ate that much. I can’t move.”
“What will they think when they find us here, your majesty?”
“Your majesty?”
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This version of what really happens to your kids’ Halloween candy every year was written in response to this week’s Write on Edge Red Writing Hood prompt, which asked for an under 200 word story describing my version of 8 o’clock in tribute to David Wiesner’s children’s picture book Tuesday.
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Very funny. Great take!
OH, this made me smile. I love the creativity here.
And, I truly think you're on to something…
Not only was this highly entertaining, it has given my an idea of how to rid myself of all this candy! What would the kids think if they saw photos of their toys doing this…..ahahahahahaha so funny!
I guess it depends on how old they are! Mine looked at me and said "don't eat my candy, Mom!" ;P
Love this take on the prompt (and your photo skills capturing the scene!) Wish this would happen at my house, we have waaaay too much candy 😉
I hear you there! And even then, I still think that compared to my kids, I used to make out like a bandit at Halloween!
Fantastic, I love where you took this, thanks for the giggle!
Hilarious! I always wondered where all my candy went…hmm….
If only my children believed me 🙂
This is hysterical. The pics make me laugh on their own, but thinking of you posing them…oh, my gosh! What fun! Have the kids seen this?
Yes – and, this comment sponsored by Asperger's syndrome – neither one of them 'got' it, until I explained. I had to explain a torrent of "But dolls don't move. And how would the finger puppet even GET anywhere, Mom."
And then when they DID get it, my daughter thought it was dumb and my son wanted to know what I'd done with his angry bird.
I honestly wish I'd been taping them, because it was hilarious.
Kind of like my continuing efforts to teach them about parody by using Weird Al. I showed them Beat It, then Eat It, and I had to explain things like "He has a mustache because he's NOT actually Michael Jackson. He's Weird Al." and "I know it's not nice to hit people with doors, but this is a silly video" and "OK, you're right, you can't have a spoon fight like a knife fight, but it works for this video."
I love the clever whimsy!
Thanks!
Oh my, is this *ever* clever! Absolutely LOVE it!
Thanks! I had a ball crawling around the kitchen and getting my husband to hide behind the door holding up toys!