Yesterday, I attended an extended family get together from my Dad’s side. My paternal grandparents had 9 children, 25 grandchildren, and I forget how many great-grandchildren (in the 30’s, I think). As is normal at a get together, there was lots of food and especially desserts. Beverages consisted of punch. I kept trying to intervene so that my kids were not eating too many sweets or drinking too much punch. Any punch is too much in my opinion, but that’s all we had to drink so… The get together was also during the boys’ nap time. I knew that I was going to have some extra hyper and grumpy boys the next day.
The boys were also given lots of candy as gifts and prizes for games. I told them they couldn’t eat their gift candy but had to keep it for another day. Drew asked me why he couldn’t have his candy. I told him that he would be “climbing the walls” if he had candy too. Very seriously, Drew looked up at me and said, “But, Mommy, we can’t climb the walls. There aren’t any ladders.”