This afternoon the oldest and I attended the ceremonial groundbreaking for the Ronald McDonald House expansion.
I had a bottle of water. He enjoyed a snow cone, popcorn, ice cream, and cake. Another mom asked me why I wasn't having any, and I explained that I was entering a critical stage of yum-denial in preparation for my beloved Dixie Classic. She said she'd never been to it, not even once, so I started telling her about the maple sugar cotton candy and the amazing milk from the milk council people and the crazy good candy apples and such. I guess I got a little giddy, because she looked vaguely alarmed by my enthusiasm and sort of scooted off quickly.