Since aunt Katie and Jed try to coax Parley into sharing his freckles, he's started to think about their worth. For Parley, worth is often measured by taste. Sugar=valuable.
P: Hazey, what do freckles taste like?
H: Hmm. I don't know Parley.
Dad: (interrupting) Yours taste like cinnamon and sugar Parley.
And I've been working so hard to get him to STOP eating things that come from in and around his nose.