One of the things I started doing a few years ago was only allowing the boys to hoard a limited amount of candy that they bring home. It prevents problems with one bringing home ten pounds (like AJ did tonight), and one only bringing home one pound. I let them pick out their favorites, then the rest goes into a community jar or pile. Once they finish their own stash, they can eat from the community stores. (Now I know what you're thinking. NO, it is NOT a way for me to get at some of their candy. Just works out kind of conveniently that way.)
Stephen sorts his candy into lots of little piles (still not exactly sure how they were organized!). Then he chooses which piles to keep. Weird, I know.
I am a woman saved by grace, learning to repent over and over again. Like generations of saints before me, God has placed me in a difficult place to reveal my sin and to show His goodness, might, and grace in the midst of my circumstances. Moses had his Israelites in the middle of a dessert. My mission: a single mom in a household of BOYS!
"Rejecting joy to stand in solidarity with the suffering doesn't rescue the suffering .... The brave who focus on all things good and all things beautiful and all things true, even in teh small, who give thanks for it and discover joy even in the here and now, they are the change agents who bring fullest Light to all the world. When we lay the soil of our hard lives open to the rain of grace and let joy penetrate our cracked and dry places, let joy soak into our broken skin and deep crevices, life grows."