Competitive Eating At The Breakfast Bar: He Cheated
My kids were eating hardy but they were no match for the black hole that seem to comprise Scott’s digestive system.
A big deal for my kids was staying in my mother’s cabin in Vermont with their grandmother for a couple of weeks in the summer. They were allowed todo that each year for a period of around 5 or 6 years. That was before before the diversions of friends, summer sports and jobs took precedence and they weren’t as interested in traveling to the northern woods. My mother was close to 80 when she peformed these yearly miracles.
The whole exercise was a big deal for them and possibly a bigger deal for her. Although she was very strict with me, my kids were better teasers and negotiators ; she was much more liberal with them.
An example of this leniency was : she let her youngest grandson drive her new Ford Taurus. He was 9 years old at the time. Her rational was there were fewer cars on the road thus it was more appropriate for a 9 year old to drive in northern Vermont. Where were those rationalizations when I was growing up? I drove at the New Jersey legal age of 17 and not one minute before.
The year that really put her to the test was when my oldest son’s best friend Scott accompanied them to the cabin. He was a handful.
