And overload they did -- at least Sean-Peter. I'm not sure we ever managed to get anything into him that day that could reasonably qualify as belonging in one of the five food groups. It certainly couldn't make sense to a two-year-old that he couldn't freely eat from the many desserts on display at our church potluck -- mere steps away from our seats at the outdoor service.
Our sugar-free plan mostly worked, too -- other than Sean-Peter discovering the one unfound egg (there's always one, isn't there?) and promptly devouring the chocolate inside. Oh, and there was the little thing with our elderly neighbor, calling over the piccoli as she likes to do, only to have them return with a full piece of cake in one hand and a bag of candy in the other. Well, we tried.