My mom and I were discussing what I feed and don’t feed my children.
“Carson and Ella both love Honey Nut Cheerios, but they wish they could eat Cinnamon Toast Crunch everyday. They know I won’t let them, though,” I explained.
Being a doting grandmother she asked, “Why don’t you let those babies have Cinnamon Toast Crunch!?”
Of course I explained that I couldn’t possibly let them start their days with that much sugar and that I really try to make sure that they eat mostly healthy.
“My sanity depends on not having to scrape them off the ceiling, Mom.”
“You let them have a least some of their Halloween candy, I hope!” my mom asserted, apparently having forgotten the calamity of children high on sugar.
“Well, yeah, some of it. I took away all the Snickers, though, and put them in the freezer. Unfortunately Carson discovered them and couldn’t figure out how his Halloween candy ended up there,” I explained.
“So you let them have frozen Snickers?” she asked.
“Oh no, I froze them for me. I told Carson that it was rule that Snickers had to be frozen until they’re ready to eat, but that it would be a few more weeks until they’re ready. When the kids aren’t looking, I eat them.”
Judge away. I lie to my children and steal their candy. What of it?