The first time J took me to a movie, he bought popcorn for us to share. It had probably been years since I last had popcorn at a movie. In high school, I was too cheap and/or too concerned with my weight to eat popcorn during a movie. So it was a novelty to eat popcorn with J that day. Little did I know popcorn was to be a regular, frequent and favorite part of our lives for years to come.
J loves popcorn. He comes by this honestly. His dad pops up huge batches of it, pours it straight from the pot into large bowls, butters and salts it liberally and passes it around. J learned from the best. Over the years, this husband of mine has perfected his popcorn technique. He pops one batch for the girls and I (salt, no butter) and another for himself (butter and salt). For special occasions, he pops rosemary brown butter popcorn. Yes, it is as good as it sounds.
Our girls have eaten popcorn nearly all their lives. I think A was a tiny toddler when J popped her first bite into her mouth. The same was true for B. But K. K is the popcorn loving daughter J was meant to have. She even has her own name for it: po'corn. (It is essential to drop the second "p" when saying it. Try it. It's very, very cute.) While I know she will outgrow this pronunciation one day, I don't look forward to the day. I love that she has her very own name for her favorite treat.
Yesterday brought a busy morning - A to ballet at 9. B to choir at 10. Pick up A at 11. Pick up B at 12. While A & I were picking up B from choir practice, J and K were having a po'corn party. Nothing makes K happier than po'corn with her dad. She eats every morsel he puts in her bowl and asks for more. In fact, I suspect that with A and B gone today, K was probably given a larger bowl than either of her sisters. It may even have been the buttered variety.
K has always been a momma's girl. She was far more attached to me than either of her sisters, which is somewhat baffling to me since she's the least like me of the three. So it's nice to see her curl up with her dad and a bowl of po'corn.
|Daughter/Father Bonding circa 2008|