SMARTIES

I love smarties. Always have. When I was in high school, sometimes my momzy would even buy me a HUGE box of them from Costco and I didn't even have to share with anyone. How cool is that? I usually took a box to school and ate it in Biology class to make sure I stayed awake. Ahh the memories. Anyways, at Kindergym today, Trentman got a massive, and I mean MASSIVE, stash of candy from all of his school buddies. It just so happens that in this stash there were three big boxes of smarties. Not the small Halloween ones, the REAL DEAL. Ooooooh the temptation. I literally spent a good part of the afternoon thinking up ways to get him to give up the goods to him mommy. And boy did I have some good excuses. But he was being so, so good about sharing his candy already, that I just couldn't take (or sneak) even one box away from him. Turns out that, for today at least, Trentman doesn't like smarties and gave me ALL the boxes!! Should I save a box for him just in case he changes his mind? NO WAY PEOPLE, NO WAY. The boxes are safely hidden for my consumption only. Heh, heh, heh.

Anyone know why they are called "smarties"?