Sweet Tooth Parents Guide Novels & Stories

“President Carson, the children are still young and can't eat so many sweet things. It will give them tooth decay.” Both Enzo's and Lara's teeth were coming in now, and they both already had ten new teeth, and she didn't want them to eat sweet food and ruin their teeth. Jackson raised his eyes as he watched the woman standing in front of the children defensively. Even though he wanted to speak, he suddenly couldn't be bothered to speak this time. He could wait until the paternity test was ready. So he put the cupcakes back on the coffee table before sitting down on the sofa and staring deeply at them.

I asked and Faith nodded with a frown. Fern sighed as he looked at me, "Don't tolerate Faith.” Then he looked at his daughter. “You can't be addicted to sweets because your teeth might decay easily --- do you want your classmates to bully you because you've lost all your teeth?" Faith's eyes widened, "I don't want but ---" "Then refrain from eating too many sweets from now on. It's for the best." Fern sternly said and Faith did nothing but nod at her dad and then went next to me.

Period. And regarding my promotion slogan ‘No SWEET CANDIES for Kids’, it was only a bed-time story my mom used to tell when I was a kid. Long time ago, I liked to eat sweets. And so, all my baby teeth fell off quickly than she expected. So, to keep me from ruining my newly grown set, my mother told me a story. A frightening story. Thanks to her, I now have clean white buds that I bragged about throughout my teenage years. Yes, I got the beautiful teeth but my day was still ruined!

"I'll do the honor to introduce you to it," "Den Den! Ice cream!" Sadie screeched on his hips before throwing me her innocent curious eyes, looking surprised to have screeched in front of a stranger. "You always promise her sweets on your every visit, but she gotta eat proper food first before ice cream." I pointed out. "You're just like my sister," he shook his head. I softly pinched Sadie's cute cheeks. She shyly smiled and leaned deeply against Arden's neck. So cute.

Well, to commemorate April 1st as April Fool's Day, I've planned something for the kids since it's also Saturday. As usual, everyone is here an hour before lunch. I prepared a dessert table especially for them; I whipped all the dessert myself since I baked a lot yesterday, knowing I'll be serving everybody's favorite. There are mini cupcakes for the small children, burned-cheesecake for Gen, chewy chocolate-chip cookies for Nate, butter cake for Melody, Nate's wife, and a lot more catering everybody's preference. I even made Honey's favorite which is red velvet cupcake with cream cheese.

"Come on birthday boys it's time to cut your cake.Margarita told us you baked it specially for them." "Yes."Sage said."Since they cannot eat any sugar this cake doesn't have any but you'll taste it's still delicious as a cake that does have sugar and all the icing." "I should come to you for a few tips."Maya said."I wanna know how you coped and handled them being diabetic we know these little ones love everything that is sweet.We've been told our little ones also have a high risk of becoming diabetic since it runs in the family." "I'll be a phone call away."Sage said."Don't hesitate to come over."

the kid's eyes shone and grabbed the sweets and gave him a thumbs up. But he pulled away the packet before he could even open it. "But since you have a tooth problem, sweets are banned till they're better." he said with a smirk. "B-But."The kid tried to reach out, but he said no. "Doctor's orders. Eat them when you are better, I will even bring you more if you listen," he said and patted his head. Gunner thought about it a bit and gradually nodded afterwards. After that they continued with the usual checkup.

For now, it wasn't that severe so I always made sure to keep her inhaler right in the knitted purse hung around her neck. The doctor said as long as I kept her away from smoke and dust, she will be sixty percent fine. Sometimes, I wished Joanna wasn't the one that carried all the detrimental health issues from our parents. Mom and dad had me at the early stage of their marriage and it was only after nineteen freaking years, God blessed them with Joanna. "Let's go to the grocery store and get another pack of cornflakes, milk, and your favorite biscuits, what do you say?" Joanna squealed happily. If she wasn't sitting at the table right now, I knew she would be jumping around for joy. So I car

The way her scent had clung to him, sinking beneath his skin, settling somewhere deeper than lust. Mate. He flinched as his wolf growled in his head for the hundredth time in two days. Then he shut it down. He did not want a mate. He had never wanted one. Suddenly, he was eight years old again in the upturned car. He remembered the smell of smoke and the sound of his mother choking on her blood as the masked men slit her throat until her head was nearly separated from her neck. He remembered his father’s howl of pure pain when he saw his mate's body.

We started walking toward my car, and I heard him mutter under his breath, "Should we get him something? You brought Richard a chocolate cake the other day, right, Nicole? He loved it so much." "No need, Father." I shook my head, rejecting his idea of a gift. It had been a few days since he had eaten chocolate cake, so he was probably getting sick of it. Most sweets containing saturated fats were also not very good for his growth. I'm guilty of overindulging in sugar for those few days. Still, I can't deny that my son's big, chocolate-covered smile pleasures me. After all, our dessert tastes were precisely the same, so I could spend some time with him while eating the cake.