Thanks to my appearances on the local media recently about the pill mills, I was invited to be a guest on a local radio show: Prescription Addiction Radio. I was on for about 20 minutes last Sunday. I just checked the website to see if the show is available for people to listen to, but they have a note on the site saying they’re having technical difficulties, so I’m hoping it will get posted later.
We had some cans of Sprite left over from Toren’s birthday party. I didn’t think too much about simply leaving them out on the floor as we hadn’t decided what to do with them yet. Over the last couple of days, Toren found the box, pulled out a few cans, and has spent a little bit of time playing with them. Debi and I both agreed that it wasn’t really a big deal if he played with the cans. But we also figured he was probably going to drop one of the cans on our tile floor and there was a good chance it would break open. Despite the possibility of a leaking can, we’ve both been too tired lately to think of it as a major cause of concern – a little Sprite on a tile floor won’t ruin our day.
You can probably guess where this is going…
I was cooking dinner last night when Toren walked into the kitchen from the dining area carrying a can of Sprite (the box of Sprite was on the floor in the dining room). That same thought went through my head, “What happens when he drops the can?” Well, he didn’t drop it when he walked into the kitchen… So, I turned my attention back to dinner. A few minutes went by…
SMACK! FIZZ! Sprite spraying all over the kitchen!!!
Toren, terrified, started screaming. He had dropped the can right in front of the fridge to reach for a magnet. The can broke open and began to fizz everywhere. The sound and sudden wetness were too much for him. The poor kid must have thought the world was about to end. I scooped him up, out of the fizzing Sprite. He was dripping with Sprite and covered me in Sprite. Um, yeah, not a major cause of concern, but also probably not worth letting him play with cans of soda.
So, just in case you were wondering if a can of carbonated soda makes for a good toy for a 1 year-old, the answer is “No.”
Apparently the “thing to do” at a first birthday party is to give your kid some of the cake and let him/her just go at it, smearing it all over him/herself. I’ve been cued in to this tradition by various friends with kids who all have the pictures to prove to me this is, in fact, a “tradition.” So, in the spirit of following traditions (’cause, you know me, I’m Mr. Traditional), I figured we’d give Toren a chance to have at his cake. Here’s the result during the party:
Apparently Toren isn’t one for tradition either.
After everyone left, Toren finally got hungry (he’s just like me in this sense as well; I rarely eat at parties, usually because I’m too busy talking and don’t like eating while talking). So, we put him in his highchair, which still had his piece of uneaten birthday cake on the tray. Here’s the result:
Even with no one around, he didn’t particularly care for the cake. After we gave him a chance to have his way with the cake, we gave him some fake chicken and broccoli; he gobbled that down! Either the cake wasn’t very good (which, actually, it wasn’t the best cake I’ve ever made, but it was okay), or he just doesn’t have a thing for sweets. Since I don’t particularly love sweets either, I’m guessing it’s the latter. Oh well, no pictures of cake catastrophe for Toren’s first birthday.