Chocolate Pretzel Trauma

Austen just had a total meltdown, both literally and figuratively, over a chocolate pretzel. Hannah got us some at Maron Chocolates, and I'd just pulled one out of the bag when Austen grabbed it and ran off. I chased him, because that pretzel was NOT A TOY, and I didn't want it to melt all over the place.

I managed to wrest it away from him... and he promptly went ballistic. Cried, turned blue, the whole works. I tried to give him a taste of the pretzel to appease him, but what he really seemed to want was to HOLD it. I finally shoved a little piece in his mouth, ate the rest, and then just held him until he stopped crying.

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Posted by Lori in food and parenthood at 4:50 PM on February 2, 2006

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I'm glad I'm not the only one driven mad by those things.

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I'm glad I'm not the only one driven mad by those things.

Posted by: ratphooey [TypeKey Profile Page] at February 2, 2006 9:18 PM

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