Sugar Rush!

Sugar really does affect children, even those in utero.

I thought that was an old wives tales invented by my parents to keep me away from the good stuff so I "didn't ruin my dinner". If I'd known then that sugar can induce an Energizer-Bunny-Styled high, I would've taken advantage of that sweet fact before my sixth birthday!

And it seems the smaller you are the more you are affected, as I found out last night with Little One. Who is only about 28cm tall. 

All it took was a mini sized bottle of lemonade (150ml at most) and a handful of wine gums (a small handful). Granted it was at 22:00. And just before bedtime. But needless to say Little One was on a sugary buzz for what seemed like forever! Moving his arms and legs about, sometimes in unison, like a little starfish. At one point I think he actually headbutted me. And he didn't take to lightly to Ryan poking him in the foot. It just made him kick harder. 

He eventually settled down an hour or so later, but only after I'd worried myself to sleep thinking I'd caused irreversible damage. Similar to the Liquorice Allsorts Debacle in Italy back in May (long story short: I ate my body weight in Liquorice Allsorts, one of those weird things I craved while travelling, only to discover that consuming large quantities of the stuff, while pregnant, can make your baby stupid...I exaggerate, I ate 75g of the stuff but reading that little nugget made me feel like the worst mother-to-be this side of the equator). 

Anyway, last night the valuable lesson was; your parents always know best. So our rule will be, if you are less than one meter tall - no sugar after 4pm and 6pm if you are one meter or taller. 

But always remember to take your parents advice with a pinch of salt. I'm typing this entry with my opposable thumbs firmly attached - it appears they didn't fall off, like my folks said they would, after the constant years of thumb-sucking. If they'd just told me I'd end up with Bugs Bunny teeth instead, I never would've started in the first place!