Last week I had to spend some extra time with Luca in the morning. He was very reluctant to go to preschool. I had to talk to him for awhile and finally he whispered to me he was worried he was going to have to eat a candy apple at school. “Oh buddy,” I said, “do you want me to talk to your teacher about it?” He said yes, that he didn’t want to eat the yucky apple.
I understand where he’s coming from. As a kid I also never understood candy apples. I thought they were weird and gross until I had one for the first time at Disneyland when I was 26. Carmel, fine. Apple, fine. But together!?!?
So a few days pass, and at last night’s Harvest Hoedown they took home candy apples.
Today this is what I saw upon arriving home from work
Apparently he’s ok with candy apples now.