Apparently, it's embarrassing to have the mom who doles out anything less than mass-produced, unapologetically junkie treats. I get it. Halloween is just once a year. And let's be honest, I like those tiny boxes of Milk Duds as much as the next gal.
When it comes to my son eating lollipops, I think about the politics of food in the United States and the science behind the ill-effects of refined sugar. But what really drives me to do something about it is my son's inevitable meltdown as he's coming down from the sugar high.