I know I sound like a horrible mother for saying this, but I don’t believe in eating or drinking after children. I love them dearly, but they can usually serve as incubators for all kinds of cooties. The whole backwash thing can be an issue, too. I remember watching Viejito drink happily from my straw for the first time. My heart warmed over to see him so happy. After he drank his fill, he pulled the cup away from his lips. A long, thin strand of saliva clung to the straw while maintaining its connection with the corner of his mouth. He shrieked, gleefully oblivious to the fact that he was still attached to the straw by way of spit. Yuck.

Had someone’s life depended on it, of course I would have drunk from the straw without hesitation. Thank God, that wasn’t the case. I looked at the cup of leftover smoothie with longing clutching at my taste buds, almost forcing me to violate my no-sharing rule. But there had to be a way around it. The clear cup was still half full, its contents of strawberries and banana all swirled together teasingly. Then it dawned on me: why not just take the lid off and drink straight from the cup? That’s what any logical person would think, that is, until they actually opened the cup and leaned in for closer inspection.

The strawberries and banana had been joined by a new and uninvited ingredient: peanut butter. Now I have a pretty adventurous palate. If the peanut butter had come straight from the jar, that would have been a pretty awesome smoothie. Like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with banana slices on it, only without bread. But I knew where that peanut butter came from. When Viejito opened his mouth to laugh (almost as though he understood the severity of my dilemma and was mocking me) and I could still see a small amount of peanut butter on the roof of his mouth. Remnants of lunch left unswallowed. And part of it was in my smoothie. Needless to say, that smoothie became acquainted with the nearest trash receptacle pretty quickly.

Fast forward about ten years: I am sitting at my desk sipping on water. I am not sure why, but something beckoned me to look into the cup. I was horrified by what I saw. There was no way this was possible. I’m an adult, for crying out loud! But as clear as day, I saw them. Crumbs lay smugly in the bottom of my cup, staring back at me with satisfaction. After all these years of sticking to my no-sharing rule, suddenly I was the one that no one should drink behind. I was deeply humbled in that moment, though not quite enough to consider writing that rule off the books. There had to be some logical explanation. Could the crumbs have been grabbed from my lips rather than having been a product of backwash? Hopefully. And for now, I am holding firm to that.




6 Comments Add yours

  1. Omg…too funny! I was reading this an eating at the same time..maybe not the best choice…lol. I still have that fear. I can drink after my husband but not after the kids…I guess I’m odd.

    1. After my experience, I can’t drink after anyone at all. Not even my husband. You just never know. lol

  2. hccm says:

    I thought of this post while outside with the kids today. They all wanted a sip of my water after eating turkey sandwiches. I didn’t want turkey swirling in my water so I told each child to tilt their head back and I poured the water in. They loved it and I still had my nice clean water. Don’t ask why we didn’t just go in the house and get their own cups of water:)

    Hugs and Mocha,

    Hugs and Mocha,

    1. That’s because getting more cups of water would have dirtied more dishes than necessary. You were just thinking logically. 🙂

  3. kalleyc says:

    Oh I can relate to this one for sure. I do sometimes share after my daughter, that’s smoothie when I know she hasn’t eaten anything before it. Once a cookie or a pretzel enters her mouth, its all hers.

    I don’t know why but I don’t like anything floating in my drinks or water, even if it is mine.

    1. I can’t even share when food isn’t a part of the equation. I am always thinking about the saliva factor. There is probably some sort of medication out there that I should be taking. lol

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