We went to an Easter egg hunt this morning and the three kiddoes each came home with about 75 plastic eggs, stuffed with corn syrupy goodness. After a few minutes of letting them gorge themselves:
MOMMY: OK, Fergus, that’s enough candy for now.
MOMMY: Because the candy has a lot of things in it that aren’t good for you.
FERGUS: Pwease, zust one more?
Fergus bites into a chocolate egg.
FERGUS: Mmm. Dis one? Tastes like it has a WOT of pwotein in it. Pwotein, and mint.