I took Max to see Walking With Dinosaurs today. He loved it, of course. The kid was in dinosaur heaven.
We breezed on past the concession stands selling overpriced popcorn, hot dogs and, you guessed it, peanuts. And here is the advantage of having a food allergy child. He did not ask for a single thing. We never (well hardly ever) buy him food anywhere that, well, frankly I don't know if he even realizes they are selling food. He must, I guess. Everyone around us was eating french fries and hot dogs, but not once did he say "Hey, I want that." (That is until we got to the merchandise stand after the show.) Truly, I probably saved $20 or more just becuase we couldn't eat the food!
When Max does get to eat something not made at home, he savors every bite. Last fall we went into DC to see the sights. I bought Max a pre-packaged Italian Ice from a street vendor. After reading the label 2-3 times I handed him this magnificent cherry flavored concoction of high-fructose corn-sryup. For 30 minutes he slurped and licked and praise poured forth "Mommy, thank you so much for this delicious treat." "This is so good, Mommy." "This is the best treat I have ever had." "I don't like it, I LOVE it." "Mommy, this is the best day ever." "Thank you for getting me this great treat!" "Mommy, I love you."
Aw shucks, it's just Italian Ice.
2 comments:
Yeah, we get that, too. Other kids eat something and my kids look at it, disinterested.
On the other hand, I pull something out of my bag and they are agog with desire. I can only guess that they've just come to the conclusion that food is only desirable when it's safe.
but I gotta tell you, what you save at the concession stand, you spend on the allergy-friendly foods...
Good for you looking at the bright side.
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