I've been buying individual bags of fudge stripe cookies; he lovingly calls them Fun Stripe cookies because they are "delish". The Happy Critter loves Fun Stripes. I love the individual bag concept because then I don't need to monitor how many cookies everyone is eating. Though someone
Wednesday the dentist visited school again. At this lesson he learned that sugar makes you cry. How he came to this conclusion I do not know. Because sugar has never made me, nor anyone I know, cry. Maybe the dental work involved post excessive sugar intake or the bloat? I don't know. After lunch on Wednesday he climbed on the counter and pulled a bag of Fun Stripes out of the cabinet. He ate them with milk. When he was done he announced, "Delish!" His older brother walked in the room and said, "You do know that those cookies are made with sugar."
The Happy Critter said, "WHAAAAT? You gotta be kidding me!" We both looked at him, smiling. "Afraid not, sir, you just ate sugar." He screamed, "Oh noooo! I have to brush my teeth right away before I cry because sugar!" He ran, double time, to the bathroom and slammed the door. Moments later we heard the hum of his toothbrush, all because sugar.