Chocolate. Toffee. Jelly beans. Gummy Bears. Okay, I admit it. I’m a candy fiend. I have a hard time walking past candy without taking at least one (or two). But at least I feel guilty about it.
I gave Lydia in Posed for Murder a little secret sweet tooth, too. She likes butter rum lifesavers, and always keeps a stash in her purse. And she likes canoli–enough for her boss’ mother, Mama D’Angelo, to bribe Lydia with a few so she’ll help her out.
I try to show my son how healthy people eat. And since I regularly eat a lot of vegetables, beans, rice, fish, etc., it’s not too hard. But he inherited my sweet tooth, and I wish he hadn’t. I inherited mine from my English dad who always had a bag of gumdrops in the side table next to his bed, and I wish I hadn’t either.
Trick-or-Treating at Halloween, I’m now convinced, was invented by the candy companies so that kids would learn what brands to beg for at the grocery store. The fact that my kid’s teacher gives them candy when they’re good doesn’t help either. My son now loves all kinds of candy.
Instead of letting him eat his Halloween stash until he’s sick, we limit the sweets and fight over it for weeks. And as soon as it’s almost gone, he gets some from school or a birthday party, or suddenly it’s almost Christmas. And then it’s on to the next battle.
Recently some doctors tested the theory that kids are more hyper after consuming sugar. And found that they aren’t. But if parents were told a kid had consumed sugar (whether they had or not) they perceived them as more hyper. True or false? I know what I think. Sugar makes me buzz, and it makes him buzz, too.
So if it’s not hyperactivity or the threat of diabetes, I will at least point out the danger of cavities. My son has had 3 perfect dentist visits so far, and a friend who let her daughter suck on lollipops all the time found two cavities before her daughter was five.
So the battle rages on. And I consume my own guilty pleasures after he’s tucked into bed. He’ll thank me later for making sure he is so healthy. But maybe one of these days he’ll smell chocolate on my breath and I’ll be busted!
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