A Trip Down Candy Cane Lane

Collin got his first taste of candy canes last night. Yeah, we went all through the Christmas season without the kiddo having a candy cane. Don't ask me how that happened. It just did. We did all that other requisite holiday cheer crap. We did the Santa, the stockings, the tree decorating and the choo choo. We did the singing and the dancing to carols in the living room and we tried, tried tried to read the Grinch. But somehow the kid never tasted the sweet glory that is swirled peppermint and sometimes a sneaky piece of plastic wrap that you were sure you peeled off but didn't.

So, Mommy to the rescue! Candy cane time! We tried our first last night. Mommy and Collin shared a candy cane last night. Daddy thought it was pretty gross to swap spit that way. Anytime Daddy thinks it's gross for Mommy and Collin to share spit when we split food or take bites off one another's plate, I just remind him that Collin and I have exchanged a good deal of bodily fluids and he has flashbacks to the murder-scene-like hospital room that was the birth of our child and he shuts up.

Anyway, as expected, Collin LOVED the candy cane and only followed the "no biting only licking and sucking" rule, which sounds totally pornographic even when saying it to a toddler, only for a little while. I was afraid of him choking on shards of pointy candy cane, so I just wanted him to suck the sugar off and let me bite it down. Still, he figured out pretty quickly that the good stuff is in the biting...something I'm addicted to with hard candy by the way. It's impossible for me to suck on any hard candy. This is the reason I cannot eat an everlasting gobstopper; I'd totally break my jaw because I am always looking to chomp it immediately.

Speaking of figuring; I figured something else out. In all the shockingly cute shots that Daddy took of this wonderful experience for our toddler, our awesome new camera has a great close up feature that makes my skin look very realistic close up. I choose to blame the lighting of the garage for weirdness of my complexion. What do you think?

My favorite shot of the night was when I got a turn at the candy cane and Collin, thinking he was sly, decided to suck on what he thought could only be more candy cane, and was dismayed to find out it was, in fact, plastic! Heee heeee. He looks pretty ticked off, doesn't he? Serves him right.