Somehow, Conner got it into his head that given the chance he could eat an entire bag of fish sticks in one sitting. He loves fish sticks.
And so it started, "Hey dad, I bet you $100 that I can eat an entire bag of fish sticks." He saw this as a potential opportunity to make some cash. But Scott wasn't buying in.
That may have thwarted his plan for a moment, but he continued to talk about his goal to eat an entire bag of fish sticks. Even with no money on the table -- because he loves them that much.
And so the conversation continued. And he told his friends at church about it. And they thought he was crazy. And we scheduled a date for it to happen.
100 fish sticks.
If you'll notice he also has ketchup (for dipping), a glass of milk to wash it down (I only noticed this towards the end when he was full and questioned why he didn't choose water!), and a big bowl (for the possibility of those fish sticks coming back up).
He invited a couple of his friends to witness the fish stick challenge. When they showed up with video equipment and a tripod I was over the moon! These are my kind of kids. There was a before and after interview, a weigh-in, and a camera on him the entire time. Such cute boys. He said that he wants to make it into a documentary. I can't wait to see it.
Our house was a flurry of boy activity with the fish stick challenge going on and two of Payton's church friends over as well. I made corn dogs for lunch and they cleaned me out of my jelly bean stash. It was wonderful. I wandered around the house cleaning bathrooms and folding laundry, while listening to and loving all the play that was going on.
Well, an hour into the challenge Conner had reached his limit. The final count . . . . 40 fish sticks. He was full, and in a bit of pain, but thankfully there was no up-chuck. In the process he had also gained 2 pounds!
I saved the leftover fish sticks in the fridge. And when I pulled them out a few hours later for our "must-go" dinner (all the leftovers from the fridge), Conner took one look at the fish sticks and backed away, "Maybe tomorrow for lunch."
P.S. -- I promise that Conner has more than 3 shirts. This "Bazinga" shirt seems to make an appearance in just about every photo I take of him and post to the blog! He has a closet full of great, good-looking, shirts but there are only about 3 that he chooses to wear. Oh well.
