I was cleaning my kitchen one morning when my friend Paulina stopped by to chat. I was envisioning me productively cleaning a cabinet or two while she sat at the table and chatted with me with our little ones just outside the window jumping on the trampoline. I got much more than I bargained for.
Paulina is a go-getter and she was not about to sit and watch me go through cupboards. “Let me just help you”. So she did. One cabinet turned into two, turned into 5, turned in 22. Yes, we went through every single cabinet. The kitchen was in complete chaos, but the cabinets were refreshingly organized. We came to one cabinet that was slightly comical.
The candy cabinet.
We all have one of those right? I’m not the only one? This is a cabinet where all candy from every holiday and every function gets put. While we taught seminary this was a great cabinet to pull from for any sort of incentive. But since my braces, Steve’s diet and the end of seminary the candy cabinet hasn’t been touched. It was overflowing.
I’m happy to report that we no longer have a candy cabinet. Instead it has been replaced with a small candy shelf. The only candy that was kept, was that which could be housed in two small candy jars: chocolate and non-chocolate.
You should’ve seen the faces of those kids as they came inside to a trash can full of candy, they thought they had died and gone to heaven!