Today at the grocery store I discovered Dreyer's Limited Edition Pumpkin ice cream (Edy's for you East Coasters). I am always looking for a flavor my son will like, he's not a fan of chocolate, and he's never that thrilled by vanilla and strawberry. So when I saw this, I new my pumpkin-pie-loving boy would love it.
I was content with that prize, but as I was leaving the coffee isle, I spotted the Hershey syrup bottles, and they have a new caramel variety! The boy loves caramel! So I also picked up a can of whipped cream and left quite happy.
I guess you could say I'm a little soft on the boy this week. He had an expander appliance installed across his upper palate, which I have to crank open twice daily. The day it went in he was miserable. He absolutely could not swallow, which the orthodontist warned me would happen initially. He drooled and spit and slurped until he was slightly panicked and I was super annoyed, andI told him he would just have to figure it out because he would obviously have to eat and drink, or else starve to death. Not a great parenting moment. I was completely worn down by his two younger sisters' antics in the dentist office by then, but I should've known better.
When we got home, I took his two crying sisters upstairs for naps, while the boy drooled into the bathroom sink, crying pathetically, "How can I even LIVE!? I can't even SWALLOW anything! I can't even LIVE!!!!!! Wahhhhhh!" My heart was breaking for him even as my eyes were rolling over the melodrama.
I sat him in front of cartoons for an hour or two to help him chill out and forget about it. He held his spit cup and filled it as though he had a mouth full of chew. Unfortunately, a sister came along and spilled it on the carpet, and when their father got home, he stepped in it in his socks. "AWWWWW! What the #@!*! is this?!"
"You really don't want to know. Trust me."
Anyway, I made all the kids pumpkin caramel sundeas after school today, and they were a hit. After dinner, my son jumped up to make a sundea for his Dad. Unfortunately, after they ate their sundeas and I went upstairs to fold laundry, all three kids apparently got the whipped cream out and tried to spray it in their mouths, releasing all the CO2, and making the can of cream useless. So Dad just had ice cream with caramel sauce.
It was still yummy!
