Tuesday, April 21, 2009
The big talk leading up to the carnival was how much they wanted to eat cotton candy. They've never had it. I think they only places we've gone with the kids where they've sold cotton candy is at baseball games, and I'm not about to let them get covered in gooey sugar knowing I have to sit next to them and hold them on my lap for about three hours.
When we finally got the cotton candy I gave them a brief lesson on how to eat it (because I still didn't really want a kid covered in gooey sugar) and let them at it. They both ate about 3 pieces and handed me their cotton candy informing me that they actually didn't like it very much. What!?! It's cotton candy. Even if the flavor is weird you eat it BECAUSE IT'S COTTON CANDY.
Jed and I got stuck eating a bunch of cotton candy because the machine shut down right after we bought ours and we couldn't exactly dump it in the trash right there by all the people who were just turned away from purchasing their own cotton candy.
The lesson I've learned for all of you:
Don't buy each of your kids their own cotton candy. Avoid buying it at all if you can.