The Warhead incident

Anything named ‘warhead’ can’t be good. I’ve tried to explain my stance on this subject many times over the years to our son.

In case you’re not familiar with what a warhead is, let me explain. It’s the most intensely sour, hard candy in the would. It’s the Habanero of sour.

This benign looking little round candy entered into our lives years ago when Manny’s oldest cousin challenged him to eat one. Manny was little then and the candy only had time to touch his tongue before his reflexes took over and he spit it out. Ever since then he’s tried every year our so to keep one in his mouth until the sour is replaced by the next layer, which happens to be sweet. I guess it’s some small reward for enduring the pain involved with eating the candy in the first place.

Up until now he’s been unsuccessful in his quest to make it  to the next layer.

He came home from school yesterday with yet another warhead, ready to try again, and me being me, I grabbed my camara.

Doesn’t look like much, does it?

So far, so good.

Total concentration mixed with what I perceived as, disbelief that he was doing to this himself once again.

Then it happens! His eyes slammed shut to protect themselves.

His jaw muscle cramped into a ball.

I think he would have cried if his eyes could have cooperated.

And then it was over.

He finally made it to the sweet layer.

As he sat there in triumph, I looked across the room at his little sister, she rolled her eyes very unimpressed with the proceedings, and all she said was “men.”

My sentiments exactly Little Bit.

See ya tomorrow!

the wanna be country girl – Caroline




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3 Responses to The Warhead incident

  1. Angie Johnson says:

    Reminds me of my “warhead experience.” I work in a Christian school and a student gave me my first warhead in the lunchroom. I didn’t know what they were. I did not know that the entire lunchroom was watching for my reaction. I HAD to keep it in my mouth or never live it down. I almost threw up but I made it!!!!!! I still hate them (the warheads, not the students). LOL

  2. White says:

    High Fives, Manny!

  3. ALRIGHT MANNY!! Way to go. It has been several years since I had a warhead candy. I had a contest with my son, when he was about ten or so.
    Oh man, we both lasted about 15 seconds, before we spit them out. He didn’t want to give up, and I didn’t want to give up. He is 24 now, and we still laugh about it. He will eat them still. I, on the other hand might eat one, every now and then. The last one was last summer, while fishing. I managed to fall into the lake from the bank while I had the warhead in my mouth. My eyes watered so much I couldn’t see where I was walking. Ha! It was still a good day.
    Again. Way to go.

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