Sweet teeth

2 lessons I know, have learned at least 5000 times in my adult life, and yet, like the crazy person I am I violate again and again:

1. Do not go to the grocery store first thing in the morning on an empty stomach.

2. Never, under any circumstances, is the purchase of not one, but TWO bags of mint oreos ever advisable, acceptable, or justified. Not if I have 10 more kids. Not if I am hosting a party for hundreds minutes after my return from the store and this is the one item I have promised my guests. Not if it is the end of the world and it is absolutely the only item left on the store shelves. Never.

Three things I know about myself, whether I am in the mood to admit to them or not:

1. I have no will power when it comes to sweets. My sweet tooth is legendary and insatiable. And once I start, look out. My husband and mother-in-law share my weakness. My MIL once used my now favorite phrase in reference to being alone in the house with a pan of brownies: "I can't have it here. I will sliver it to death". My beloved hubby doesn't even bother with the slivers. He just puts a fork in the pan and leaves it there. No kidding.

2. Every diet I have ever tried has fallen to the sweet siren of chocolate. Were it not for my health conscious and unyielding mother in the first third of my life, my sports and work outs in the middle third of my life, and breastfeeding in the most recent third of my life, I would certainly weigh 300+ pounds.

3. My poor children have no chance in the world when it comes to sugar. Every one of the hard earned teeth in every one of their sweet little mouths screams for the joy of sugar. For that reason, I try not to keep too much around. Except when--to bring this post full circle--I go to the grocery store first thing in the morning on an empty stomach.

At very least in this houseful of sweet teeth, I know even 2 bags of oreos won't last long. 14 hours, 1 1/2 bags down. And look how happy it makes the queen (see how easy I can justify?)...