Otherwise know as The First Time My Son Drank a Coke.
No seriously. Let’s talk about my Olympic Torch experience. In pictures.
“Moooo-oooom, is the torch here yet?”
“I’m tiiiired after my big pasta meal at BP’s, then walking 4 blocks I’m going to lay in front of all the foot traffic trying to trample me to see the torch”
“Oh, look, a Coke swag truck! Mom, what’s Coke?”
Swag. Light up Coke swag.
“Moooom where’s the tor- ….wait, is it that blurry weird guy running by? IS THAT IT? IS THAT ALL I WAITED FOR?? Some dude in white spandex carrying a flame stick? Wait, what do you mean, walk to City Hall? You mean the place that’s about 10 blocks away? Walking? Now?”
“Fine. But I’ll have you know I do NOT want to go”
“Bwhahaha Mom lookit!! Lookit that guy wearing the flag! He’s funny! BWHAHAAH!! What do you mean, shh? He’s obviously looking for the attention mom, so I will continue to laugh in my extremely loud 6 year old voice.”
“MOM!!! MOM! Some lady wants to give me a COKE! Mom! MOOOM! You have to get the Coke for me! It’s FREE. From the nice lady in the Coke swag wagon on the street”
“Mom, can I have my Coke now?”
“Mom, do you still have my Coke? Can I have it NOW???”
“Ok, we’re at City Hall, can I have my Coke?”
“Mom, I can’t see you through my Coke merchandise, but if I could, I would tell you Mom that this Coke is fan-tastic! Where has it been all my life?”
“I’ll pose, but I have to have my Coke with me.”
“Oh forget it, I can’t even be bothered to smile for the picture, I’ll just swig this pure sugar back like you slug back your JD, mom.”
“Olympics? What Olympics? Wasn’t this a big Coke swag party?”
***As a side note, no, my son hasn’t ever had Coke or a pop of his own in all his 6 years. I am sure I will have to pay for therapy later, since I am a cruel, pop withholding mother. ***