That is what ds #2 called his piece of candy today.
He informed his little sister, "it's not gum, but it's just gummish flavored".
He savored that piece of candy like it was going out of style. WHY? because like every overly-guilt-ridden mom who fears future therapy bills, where I will be forced to admit that all my children's 'problems' can be directly related to ME, I try not to let them have too much candy.
We've been doing rather well lately. I haven't heard a request for a piece of candy for quite some time.
But maybe that's because they've been too busy being stupified by PBS. Because every GOOD mom knows, you only let your kids watch PBS!