I’ve mentioned before, here, that Ton Ton has the Diabetes. He’s had it since he was a teenager but is very well controlled, especially now that he has a sexy insulin pump. Nevertheless, an insulin pump is not a pancreas and sometimes his sugar gets dangerously low. Ton Ton loves it when this happens because it means that he can eat a candy bar or have a bowl of ice cream [usually prohibited foods for diabetics] to bring it back up. Doctors and the general literature on Diabetes recommend having some juice or a regular soda in order to quickly return the glucose levels to normal, but Ton Ton is all like, “Whaaat? Are you crazy? I gotta take advantage of this situation and have a piece of chocolate! Forget the juice.”

So, over the weekend, Ton Ton had a low sugar episode. We were driving and had to stop at a gas station to get some emergency sweets… I bought him a Kit Kat bar, and I swear, I might as well have told him that he’d just won the lottery, the man was that happy. “Mmmmm…Kit Kat” he said as he munched on his chocolate covered wafers. “I tell you honey, this, this piece of chocolate right here has to be the greatest American invention ever!”

As he continued to take pieces out of the wrapper and put them into his mouth, Luki, who was in the back seat of the car, got hip to what was going on and started pointing to the candy bar and crying out as if to say…”What do you mean you’re going to partake in THE GREATEST AMERICAN INVENTION without me??” And even though I hesitated at first, he totally convinced us with his whimpering, so we gave him his first piece of chocolate.

He didn’t make a peep for the rest of the car ride home.

When I went to get him out of his car seat, I found him smiling and covered in chocolate — it was all over his face, his hands, his legs…so, I did what any good, loving mother and wife would do and said, “Ton Ton, this mess is all your fault, come clean up your child.”

I went in the house to put away some things we’d bought at the grocery store and when I came back out, I found my husband licking the melted chocolate from Luki’s various body parts talking about, “We can’t let any of this go to waste! This is Kit Kat!! KIT KAT!! THE GREATEST AMERICAN INVENTION!!”

Takes that whole your baby is cute enough to eat thing to another, much more disturbing, level, doesn’t it?