Which, as many of you know, is basically just 75 kids running around on a sugar high begging for that which they do not need: more candy.
As I watched my friend Beckie (whose son, Jack, is a diabetic) administer his nightly insulin shot, I asked her if we ought to maybe just give every kid that walked by a little dose with the insulin pen.
She thought it was an excellent idea, and a possible way out of ANY and all future church callings.
Instead, we handed out candy and opted NOT to drug other people's children.
I know. We're boring like that.
Today, as I'm trying to control
The theory behind it is that you crush up a tube of smarties until they resemble a fine powder, keeping the wrapper intact. Holding the smarties
He tells me the key is to not inhale the smartie smoke, to just take a little bit in before blowing it out again. And that his new goal in life is to be able to make the smoke come out of his nose.
He also claims, "It's not bad for you. And it won't hurt you one bit."
Where have we heard that before, hmmm?
I am thinking that in 20 years, there will be Anti-Smartie campaigns and DARE to Keep Kids Off Smartie parties at school.
Anyone know of a good smartie cessation program out there? It's probably best to wean him now while he's still young and pliable.