Stone recently fell in love with the spongy confection we know as a marshmallow. While he could barely catch a breath between handfuls to the mouth, Cliff nonchalantly gagged to himself in the background. Let me tell you why...
Years ago, Cliff was at his family's ranch roasting marshmallows. After indulging in a few too many, it all came right back up. The way Cliff explains the process (regurgitating marshmallows), is quite disgusting, actually. Because of the consistency, it does not simply come right up and out. Rather, Cliff had to manually pull the white spongy substance out--it does not separate. And it kept coming and coming. Cliff has a strong stomach most of the time, but when we pass by them at the grocery store, he seriously gags. I'm not exaggerating, in case you were wondering. Did you know that Americans eat about 90 million pounds of marshmallows a year? Needless to say, my mom made Cliff his own dish of yams for Thanksgiving with no marshmallows.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Flashback Friday: Marshmallows
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3 comments:
Ewwwww...poor Cliff! I'm not a huge marshmallow fan myself. Your son, couldn't get enough. Too cute! Miss him tons...you & Cliff too!
Wow, I have never heard of them doing that. Of course, I have never thrown them up. That is too gross. I would be traumatized too if I experienced that!
(B recently discovered marshmallows at my parent's house - he couldn't get enough of them!)
Every child has to go through at least one marshmallow throw-up experience! haha! We are going private on our blog, so don't forget to leave your email address for me so I can invite you! :) Merry Christmas!
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