Chocolate

So they were gone when I got back. G and I chatted a little, and then I sat down to eat with DC.
Eventually the parents came back...so they could get ready and really go out for the night. Once again, they didn't tell me anything. I didn't know where they were going or when they'd be back.
G had me go up with her to help her give DC a bath before putting him to bed. Everyone would have me help with DC so I could learn to do things myself. Except that DC wanted none of it and would scream and push me away. So my helping usually meant I stood right outside the door and watched. G put him to bed and sent me downstairs to peel the eggs off of some hard-boiled eggs for the kid's dinner.
Once she comes back she serves the kids dinner at 10:30 and lets me leave. But before I go...
I had brought a hospitality gift with me. I knew in other countries, or countries I had been before, it's been polite to bring a small gift with you when visiting a family. So I had brought a box of little wrapped Dove chocolates for the family. Yesterday I had discovered they were kept in the fridge and the kids got like two a day.
Now, not to overshare, but it was that time of the month, and I had had almost no sugar in the psat four days. That was probably also the longest I had gone without sugar. I really hadn't eaten much at all since I had been here.
So before I left to go home for the night, I snuck to the fridge and grabbed a handful of chocolates, shoving them in my pockets and slinking back to my house.