My kids want more candy.
Yep, the kids believe they are under-candied.
I prefer them un-sugared up.
This is where the problem arises. My goal of a peaceful home and their goal of gumdrops and lollipops collide in one word…NO.
It is cruel and unusual to live here.
I try to keep home candy-intake to minimum. They are able to have a small dessert after a full meal, but sweets between meals or unfettered access is not allowed.*
*These are house rules. If you want to take my kids to your house and fill ’em up with candy…go for it. I will be over to pick them up after the sugar high wears off.
The other day Ryan(9) demanded to know why all his friends could have as much candy as they wanted, but he had to ask me first and I always say no. I started to say that I was way meaner than his friends parents which is my usual response to these kinda things when Reid(7) jumped in to my rescue:
Mommy just wants us to be healthy!
He is totally my favorite child. Well, he was totally my favorite child until later that day…
We were in the car on the way home from random errand running. The boys were anxious to get home to continue post-Christmas present Lego building. Rhett(5) insisted that I drive really fast because Legos just don’t wait.
I will drive as fast as I can, but the speed limit is 40 mph.
Mommy, just go fast as the car will go.
If I go that fast, then I will get a speeding ticket.
Go so fast that the police can’t catch you.
Then I will go to jail.
Reid: Mommy, we would miss you.
Awww…that is sweet.
But we WOULD be able to eat all the candy we want.