We were doing a great job of keeping the kids away from sugar, then Grammy went hogwild one day. PopTarts, cookies, sugary cereal, etc. Meron did a good job of lightly sampling a few items. Emnet pigged out so hard she could hardly chew her food.
Then she zipped around the house talking to herself in a high pitch and fast cadence. It was hilarious to watch, but then it didn't stop. She was like the energizer. And she had this dilerious grin on her face like she was high on something. It was unsettling.
That night. Colleen and I packed up the sugar food and put it in the trunk of the car.