Too much chocolate

This weekend Haus Meister and some of the kids attended a wedding.  He was asked to sing at the Mass, which was in the Extraordinary Form, and so I’d not have the usual backup for the toddlers thus we stayed behind.  Rascal and Princess went along because one of Rascal’s friends was the flower girl and he hadn’t seen her since she moved a year ago, and Princess went because it was a formal occasion which involved dressing up and looking “pwetty” plus she got to see a bride who looked like a princess herself.  Our Princess was on the dance floor constantly with her Daddy, Granddad, aunts and numerous other friends.  She came home reeking of perfume!  Rascal didn’t bother dancing at the reception but he was elated at clean-up time, after the bride and groom departed, when he found we were able to take home three small cakes!  Apparently instead of having a huge wedding cake, each individual table had a small cake, and rather than throw them away the mother-of-the bride gave them away to the guests that helped.  Three chocolate cakes (missing some small pieces, but not too bad)!

Last night I cut up some of one for the kids’ dessert.  I gave them each a reasonable piece but of course Rascal was quickly back for more.

RASCAL: More, please!

ME: No, thank you, that was a good size cake piece.

RASCAL: But we have plenty! We brought home three cakes!

ME:  I know, but we’ll have more tomorrow.  Another piece now would give you a tummyache.

And then I saw it–a prescient of the future.   I could see him as a college student, going to the grocery store and buying one of those little cakes and eating the whole thing just because he could.  And maybe he’d see I was right.  I could see this because when I was eighteen and away from home, I bought a box of Count Chocula because it was something we never had growing up–too much = tummyache.  I ate two bowls in one sitting.  I got a tummyache.  Blast it all–Mom was right all along! 😉

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