So Halloween has come and gone, but the candy still lingers. You would think that I could exercise at least a smidgen of self-control, but no such luck. Read on….
7am this morning:
“Mommy, what are you eating?”
“Uh, nothing.” (As chocolate crumbs fall from my mouth)
“But Mommy, what’s in your mouth?”
“Toast, honey. Just toast.”
“But I don’t smell any toast. Why don’t I smell any toast if you are eating toast? I smell candy. Mommy, are you eating candy? Did you not tell me the truf?”
Oh the SHAME!
My Silly Monkeys 