Lucy doesn’t eat candy. We just figure if she doesn’t know about it, why introduce it?
Cookie dough, on the other hand, isn’t so easily kept from our girl. She knows that big silver Kitchen Aid bowl holds some precious, delicious goods most days. And she finds that bowl no matter where we try to hide it.
Candy? Well, that’s another story. Because for some reason she hasn’t figured out what those colorful wrappers hold inside them.
Until last week at the bank.
The teller gave us one too many suckers for the amount of pre-school carpool kids in the car when I went through the drive-thru.
Now her t-shirt she happened to be wearing that day is true. It says “Candy Makes Me Happy” and it was too cute to turn down at the Gap Outlet last week. I mean, who doesn’t get a big grin across their face when they see a chubby two-year-old in a shirt that says some mumbo jumbo about how much they love candy across the front of it?…even if that same two-year-old doesn’t even eat the stuff.
Now that she’s tasted the sweet nectar there’s no telling what trouble we’re in for.