Secret Candy Crammer

Every Sunday morning at the church breakfast, I sneak a small bag of candy into my purse. The kids' table is always swarmed with sweets, and by afternoon services, all that's left are stale cookies or empty bowls. This week though? Nothing. No hidden wrappers or half-empty packages to be found. So you see, I decided to take matters into my own hands. During a quiet moment in the kitchen, when no one was watching me pour coffee for the volunteers, I slipped a few packs of M&Ms and Skittles into my bag. It felt like quite the heist really, and every time someone checked their candy stash this morning, I couldn't help but feel a bit of pride and mischief in my chest. Now don't get me wrong, I wouldn't do anything too scandalous, I have grandchildren to think about after all! But who doesn't love a little guilty pleasure once in a while?