So I don’t have a sweet tooth, unless candy corn is involved. Not sure why but I love those little triangles. Could be the colors, white, orange & yellow- When I was younger I would eat off the white then the orange and pop in the yellow- don’t have time for that anymore. Could be the slight honey sweetness, I don’t know, they are perfect to me.
And then my friend Alison introduced me to something a little more perfect.
Okay- I’m taking you on a detour because this is my world. Bedtime for kiddo was two hours ago. She has never been a good sleeper and we struggle getting her to sleep; I think the book “go the *uck to sleep” was written for us- seriously if you have kids you should, no need, to read this book. So I am multi-tasking writing my post and nursing sneaky b and kiddo comes out of her room, walks up to me, rubs her wet finger across my cheek and says
“mommy do you feel that?
“Yes why is your finger wet?” (I’m thinking she was playing in the fish-tank)
“The wet is from the tears coming from my eyes. I’m upset”
Taking a deep breath…”why?”
“Because a few weeks ago you through away a band aid that I wanted to keep”
“Go. To. Bed. Now.”
Where does she come up with this stuff? She is my little hippy that is for sure. She wants to keep everything and make something new, but a used band-aid? NO, I draw the line there.
Okay- back to where we were…
Happily, for my already wideness, I only buy candy corn in October, kind of like Starbucks pumpkin latte. You wait for it, probably have a bit too much of it, then wait another eleven months for it.