Cotton candy days

He asked for it so often, it became a theme.

“Can I have some cotton candy?”

“I’m sorry, no.”

“Why not?”

“Because we don’t have any cotton candy and, even if we did, it’s just a big puffball of sugar that never tastes as good as you think it will.”

“But can I have some?”

I mean, this went on for weeks.

“What would you guys like for dinner tonight?”

“Cotton candy!”

“No way.”

I spied it one day in the grocery store, but I couldn’t bring myself to buy it. What is the difference between a ball of cotton candy and a big bowl of sugar? Nothing, except the artificial color and flavor, right?

“Can I have cotton candy today?”


I bought cotton candy flavored yogurt, which felt like a big compromise to me and a big letdown to him.

“I want real cotton candy.”

Finally, I caved.

“Listen, if you have a really good day and work very hard in school and breathe like a bear when you get mad at something and keep your hands to yourself, I will give you some cotton candy.”

So, that took a while because those are a lot of things to remember for a whole day. But, finally, happily, we had a real cotton candy day.

We were all pretty excited when I pulled the bag out after dinner. He took a big wad of blue cotton candy and popped a little pinch in his mouth.

His expression moved quickly from joy and triumph to puzzlement as he swished that blue goo around in his mouth and tried to figure out why it didn’t taste as good as he remembered.

“I think I’ll keep the rest for tomorrow.”

I told him that I think kids like cotton candy because of where they get to eat it more than how it tastes.

He asked me what I meant by that and I said, “Well, you eat cotton candy at parades or baseball games or county fairs or parties. I think it looks cool and tastes better when you eat it in a really fun place. Where is the last place you remember eating cotton candy before today?

“Bay Beach.”

“Well, see there? Bay Beach is a really fun place. I think anything would taste extra special at Bay Beach!”

I was feeling pretty confident that we had found a solution to the daily requests for cotton candy. And then…

“Can we go to Bay Beach?”

“Not today.”


“Because it’s closed for the winter.”

“Can we go tomorrow?”

He gave the cotton candy a big thumbs up before he popped it in his mouth.
But, he hardly ate any, which was fine with me. I’ve never been a big fan of cotton candy, but I’ll always love a good Cotton Candy Day.
This was the view from our balcony the morning after the Great Cotton Candy experience. I think it’s going to be a while before we get to go to Bay Beach.

One thought on “Cotton candy days

  1. You can share with your young friend that I, too, remember eating cotton candy at a local amusement park back in Ohio. Unfortunately, the park was destroyed by an accidental fire in 1984. I agree with your young friend, the store bought doesn’t taste nearly as good!

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