I confess, I like to complain. I have a lot, A LOT, of pet peeves. I won't go into detail about them all today (you may get that another day), but I would like to address one of them right now, and it's not "heighTH."
Lulu is napping after her festive last school day, and I was cleaning out her bag, which is extra full today what with the toddler-made ornaments and, here comes the pet peeve, the goodie bags! Huh?! For children under two?! Really?! Chocolate candy bars? Giant candy canes? Really?!! I get that you want to share your... holiday spirit (?) with your child's classmates. I get it. So give them a coloring book from the dollar store or a very special little (age-appropriate) toy or something other than candy. Anything but candy! I appreciate the thought. I'd appreciate it more if the person the bags are from had actually thought about what they were giving my kid. My very small kid who doesn't eat chocolate because she's very small and doesn't need it. I haven't thoroughly searched the bags yet, but I bet at least one has peanut butter in it.
On the bright side, Lulu is too little to care if I and her dad and her sister eat all her candy bars. We'll share the candy canes with her and she can have the Santa cup, which she'll love and which would have been enough for my toddler by itself. Pete will be pleased. And also, one of the candy bars is that new 3 Musketeers Mint bar, which I've been wanting to try.