Food Dyes and Cancer

The Risky Rainbow

The Risky Rainbow

A few summers ago, my friend’s son David was selling lemonade for charity. I took my oldest boy Jack, then four, into town to contribute to the cause. Now I must preface this by saying that Jack has been in the kitchen with me since he was old enough to sit in a high chair and I have been talking to him about it as well—the good, the bad and the ugly (the rated PG version though).