Controversial candy

Greetings, friends, and welcome to the most wonderful time of the year! It is officially Candy Corn Season. Now look, I know that candy corn (aka nectar of the gods) is an extremely polarizing candy and there are two very divided camps on this issue, and neither the twain shall meet. But if you don’t like candy corn, you are wrong. They are delicious, waxy, teeth-achingly-sugary triangular lumps of manna. I will try to love you anyway, but things will be a little awkward between us for a while.

As is my habit every fall, I’ve been scouring grocery stores for the first candy corn of the season. I don’t know if the crop was late this year or what, but it took a while before I found any. I wandered up and down the aisles in Zehrs a couple of weeks ago, loudly declaring that this is unacceptable, clearly there is a WAR on HALLOWEEN, and anyway I don’t think Mike wants to go grocery shopping with me anymore.

Ellie has started school and after a bumpy few days (walking away after peeling a sobbing child off your person is really not the best way to start the day) she is loving it. It is proving to be quite difficult to get any information out of her about what they’re actually doing during the day, so they could be making meth for all I know. I DO know, though, that she is learning the national anthem, because she has been singing “O Canada, we stand on colourful bees!” as she gets dressed or colours or plays with Zach. Mike tried to teach her the correct lyrics but I put the kibosh on that real fast. Next he’ll be telling Zach that the word “wombat” is not pronounced “boombat” and NOT IN MY HOUSE. No sir.