Yesterday I took my daughter Heidi’s children on an outing so she could get some work done. Our first stop was the Country Hearth store near her home where one can buy Country Hearth products at half price. I bought two loaves of whole grain bread, two packages of whole wheat English muffins and two package mixes for cheesy muffins. My intention was to share one of each with Heidi. For the kids I bought a box of doughnut holes.
My daughter expressed gratitude for the bakery goods, but asked me to please take the doughnut holes with me. I know that powdered sugar doughnut holes is not the kind of thing she likes to feed her children but there were four children in the house that could scarf them up in no time. Maybe she was afraid she might scarf them and I knew for sure that if I took them in the car with me they’d be scarfed before I got home. So I left them.
Driving home, I thought about when my kids were little and those huge bags of Halloween candy. I didn’t like the idea of weeks with children eating candy or the begging that goes with it. So every time they would have some of their candy, I would drop a handful into the trash when they were not looking. The candy was gone in no time and they believed it to be because they themselves had eaten it.
There you have it. A mom confession