Oy Justa, can't believe you're trying to blame my flat on your lewdness! It was a perfectly respectable place til. you two got all frisky on the sofa.
I usually go with the 'oh, it's just this once, let them have it' stance at Christmas, but as dd2 is the not ill child and therefore gorging on chocolate coins and screeching round the house on toddler roller skates and her sister's school pinafore shouting 'i am a teacher on a bus!', i'd now say hide them, hide all the sugar!
Is there an antidote? Is there a way to stop her? My head hurts.