My Tummy Hurts

Yesterday was Valentines Day. I readily admit that we don't do much for Valentines Day at our house. The hubby and I kind of feel it's a pretty overrated day, though I still try to purchase our boys a card and a treat each year. This year they each received a krispie candy bar in the shape of a cupcake. Our youngest has his mommy's sweet tooth and scarfed that thing down right after I took them to swimming lessons. He ate it at 10:00 in the morning, barely taking a breath, though the chocolate smeared all over his face led me to believe he enjoyed it.

Cut to 4:00pm. I had just made brownies (there's my sweet tooth again!) and was just sitting down on the couch for a nibble of my delicious treat. B came loafing into the room, moaning and rubbing his tummy. He laid his head in my lap and said to me, "Mommy, my tummy hurts." He is prone to dramatics, so I played into and began rubbing his belly asking him what had happened since he was just running around the house playing Batman.

B said that his tummy hurt because of me and when I inquired further he said, "I ate too much chocolate today because you gave me a chocolate candy bar cupcake for Valentines Day. I can't eat any other chocolate at all for the rest of the day or even tomorrow."

I told him I was sorry that he had such a bad tummy ache from the chocolate he snarfed down six hours before that and told him not to worry that there would be no way he would be getting anything else chocolate, even the brownies I had just made for a special treat.

His response? "Brownies? Oh, I can eat brownies...I just can't have anymore chocolate cupcake candy bars, but brownies are okay for my tummy."