Ring Pops…more Gabeisms
Remember these? Oh, I do. Gosh they were yummy. I had a few too many of these as a kid. I think my mom actually likes to hand these out. Hence, a few months ago, she gave Gabe one when we were visiting her. She always gives him some sort of memorable things from the past. And the child never forgets a thing. So, this afternoon, he comes running into my office…
Gabe: Mom! There was a ring pop on the tv!!! I haven’t had one of those in forever! Can I have one?
Mommy: Gabe, we don’t have any.
Gabe: (whining, as always) But I want one!!! Mommom Sissy gave me one when I was at her office!
[insert my rolling eyes here. Yet another thing I get to thank my mom for…corruption of my children. 
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Mommy: Well, we don’t have any, so I can’t give you one.
Gabe: Well, can we get one at the store?
Mommy: We’ll see.
So, one would think that the conversation was over. But, this child is so my child. When he wants something, he doesn’t give up. So, tonight I went upstairs to do our little nightly cuddle in bed before he went to sleep. And I hear this…
Gabe: Mom, when it’s treat day, and I’m good, and I get a treat, can I get a ring pop?
Mommy: We’ll see, Gabe. They are kind of hard to find, not all stores have them.
[and this is where the corruption of t.v. viewing comes in…]
Gabe: But, Mommy, they are available in grocery stores everywhere.
