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We Interrupt Guest Author Week To Inform You That Chris Has Had a Corndog.

And he liked it.
The man you are looking at in the picture below I once had to SHAME into trying a blueberry.  Begged him. Bribed him. Even mocked him.
And now, look how far he has come: An Ohio State Fair corndog.

Honey, I’m so proud of you.  And the reason I’m giving you such a hard time about the corndog now is stir things up for an interesting “Daddy Point of View” guest author blog post.  You’re on for Saturday.

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2 Responses to “We Interrupt Guest Author Week To Inform You That Chris Has Had a Corndog.”

  1. Smithy-smith says:

    I had a bite of Kelly’s when we visited the State Fair on Monday the 4th.

    It could have been the lack of condiments on the thing, but frankly I couldn’t see what all the fuss was about.

    We also had the obligatory ice cream from the butter-cow building. It was a decent strawberry, but I think I would have been better off with a chocolate-vanilla soft serve twist.

  2. Tammy says:

    Chris – I didn’t have a corndog until I was an adult, either. My mother was certain I’d ram the stick through the roof of my mouth. My mother didn’t have much faith in me… I was allowed to have popsicles, though. Their sticks were blunt.

    I wonder what form of ridiculosity I’m forcing on my children in the name of their safety. I’m sure there’s something…