My sister and I usually amassed a little over a shopping bag each (in the height of trick-or-treating, I can't believe it was already so long ago). It was kept in a cupboard in the kitchen, as food wasn't allowed anywhere else in the house. It's an old farm house, and Mom didn't want to encourage mice to explore the house.
We were allowed a bunch of candy Hallowe'en night (after it was all inspected), and then could pick a few pieces each evening and on Saturday mornings. I ate myself sick a couple of times, and did learn that large amounts of candy are not my friend. We learned to ration it out, as the stuff my mom got wasn't the same as the exotic Hallowe'en candy (some of it came from my neighbour, who did his candy shopping in the U.S.), but it was no big deal if the candy ran out, there'd be other treats.
We made it last, we didn't steal from each other's candy (I always had an excellent idea exactly what I had left anyway), and it was stored in plain sight, so no sneaking late night candy or anything like that. We'd get to pick the snacks for our lunches from the stash, which was a fun way to get us involved in thinking about preparing a lunch for the next day.
These rules all applied to us as older kids (probably at least 8), so I'd have to ask my mom what she did with us when we were smaller. Definitely more restrictions, I'm sure :)
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Date: 2006-10-31 01:29 am (UTC)We were allowed a bunch of candy Hallowe'en night (after it was all inspected), and then could pick a few pieces each evening and on Saturday mornings. I ate myself sick a couple of times, and did learn that large amounts of candy are not my friend.
We learned to ration it out, as the stuff my mom got wasn't the same as the exotic Hallowe'en candy (some of it came from my neighbour, who did his candy shopping in the U.S.), but it was no big deal if the candy ran out, there'd be other treats.
We made it last, we didn't steal from each other's candy (I always had an excellent idea exactly what I had left anyway), and it was stored in plain sight, so no sneaking late night candy or anything like that. We'd get to pick the snacks for our lunches from the stash, which was a fun way to get us involved in thinking about preparing a lunch for the next day.
These rules all applied to us as older kids (probably at least 8), so I'd have to ask my mom what she did with us when we were smaller. Definitely more restrictions, I'm sure :)