Orange Crush

Shelly says my name, "Mama," but only when she wants something from me. Otherwise, she pretends like she doesn't know how. Its a good way for her to get what she wants, I guess. When she says Mama I'm so happy I'll give her anything. Ice cream, crackers, a bottle of Orange Crush. And speaking of which...
David brought home an extra special treat, a six pack of Orange Crush soda in glass bottles. A novelty, that's for sure. So we, the two parents, have been talking up the popcorn and movie night when we can break out the Orange Crush and have a real party. Then, one night when David was working late, I decided I was tired of waiting for popcorn and movie night, and it was time for the Orange Crush.

First, I had to convince Archer. "Archer, let's have an Orange Crush, you know, the soda in the bottles." But he had been listening carefully and was prepared to hold me to my word, "No, that's for popcorn and movie night! And Dad's not home!" I managed to talk him into it, he brought a bottle over to me and then I opened it up. But before I let him take the first sip, I said "Now, this is a very special moment. Its your first time drinking it, so you have to remember it forever." "Ok ok," he said to me, eager to just TRY it and get done with all the talking. "It tastes dreamy," I told him. Now, keep in mind I'm not a huge lover of orange soda, its just the first time Archer has had it. So I wanted it to be a big deal for him.

He took his first sip, I watched his face, and then... "Its not dreamy," he said to me. Once again, I was reminded that something which is a big deal for me may mean absolutely nothing to him. Its all a matter of chance.