Several years back, a friend and I temporarily lost our minds. Together we have a total of six kids, two sets of perfect little stair steps, none of them over the age of 7. Rewinding back a bit - there were five kids, including a newborn, and one very pregnant momma. The timing couldn't have been worse, but we decided to make the best of it. After all, it was Disney and we couldn't possibly miss it!
It went surprisingly well, all things considered. No one cried, we left with the same number of kids we started with and neither mom felt the urge to jump from the top balcony. We were just about to proclaim it a success. Everyone lined up and we headed up the stairs, out of the arena.
As we exited, the conversation went something like this:
Mom #1: "What does Little Man have in his mouth?"
Mom #2: "I don't know. I thought you gave him something."
*stopping to further investigate*
Mom #2: "Popcorn chicken?"
Mom #1: "Um ... I didn't have any chicken. Did you?"
Mom #2: "No"
Mom #1 "I don't remember even seeing any chicken at the concession stand ..."
Mom #2: "Yeah, I don't either."
Nachos, cokes, hot dogs, cotton candy ... but not chicken. There was no chicken for sale that day. And just like that - success denied. If your kid eats food of unknown origin and unknown age at a public venue, it is an automatic fail!
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