One time, G asked me if she could have something to eat. I was busy editing a session at the time, so I told her to go ahead and get whatever she wanted to eat from the pantry. 20 susipicously quiet minutes later I found her in front of the TV eating chunks of brown sugar straight from the bag.
"But you told me I could have anything, Mommy"
Oy vey.
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