Don't you just love introducing kids to things from your childhood? Take, for instance, candy. Taste must be one of the simplest and most enthusiastic methods of transporting backwards in time. When I think of lollipops, it is always either the Life Savers pops with the hole in the center (backseat of Dad's giant blue car, legs sticking to vinyl) or Tootsie Pops (Halloween.) Didn't everyone learn to suck for a while, then gingerly test with the molars to see if it was ready to crack? Sometimes you had to test more than once. Gillian experienced her first Tootsie Roll center this weekend. I took this moment very seriously. It took some convincing, but she learned with her test bite that there was, indeed, a reward hidden in there. and she was "ESCITED!" Oh, to have recorded the look on that sweet face when she got that first chocolaty hit. Here's a shot of her just moments before discovery.
Sometimes being a parent means you let your kids learn for themselves, and enjoy the laugh. Like Nerds. No, not the chess club, the candy. The candy that is so potent sometimes your salivary glands explode a little. Gabe gave me a good chuckle. After his cheeks reinflated, he said "What is IN here?" Then he bravely went back for more. Atta boy.
Two lessons down, two hundred thousand to go.