Stephanie having dinner downstairs and watching her show as a special treat, calls up “what can I have for dessert?”

Cruel father: “You can have bupkiss, nada, or niente!”

Kind mother: “You can have some of your Halloween candy.”

A few minutes later, Stephanie upstairs: “I’m going to have a Bob Kiss!”

Me: “A what?”

Her: “A Bob Kiss! One of these!” – and rummaging around in her gift bag from the birthday party on Saturday, she pulls out some chocolate treat or another. “This! This is a Bob Kiss! Daddy said I could have one for dessert!”

A Bob Kiss it is, angel.