Harrison is addicted to Coca-Cola.
And I'm not saying this like, "He really likes the stuff." I'm saying this like, "The boy gets withdrawals and freaks out when he sees it." I'm not even going to make a funny exaggeration here comparing him to the guys in Trainspotting, because it's too close to reality.
It started out with just a small sip of my Coke. He would make a cute face, and we'd laugh, and I'd give him more to see the face again. Don't tell me you don't know the cute face toddlers make when you give them a straw. I won't believe you.
Then he'd cry for a sip, and because I'd usually have a Coke when I was trying to eat, I'd give in, because then he'd go back to his plate and I could get back to my sandwich. That sounds terrible when I admit it. But it's the truth.
Then I started giving him what was left of mine. And then, about a month ago, I poured him his own cup. Don't look at me. Just don't even look at me.
So now? Harrison will search the kitchen for cans of Coke, and come up to me when he finds one with the most pathetic little "PEEEEASE" and I promise you, I never, ever give in to giving him his own full can, but I think he's actually gotten to the point where he may need a serious detox from the stuff, because he is RELENTLESS.
I don't feel right about hiding the Cokes from him. Hiding Coke reminds me of my dad hiding cigarettes. When we'd find them, he'd look at us sadly, and then put them in his pocket and walk outside without saying a word. It's something I don't want to continue. So I am going to quit Cold Turkey for the sake of my kids' health.
No more Coke. And if that means Pa has to come over and lock himself in the cabin with me while I vomit eggs (Little House on the Prairie reference... such a good one), then so be it. A 3-year-old boy should not be addicted to anything. For that matter, neither should a 30-year-old woman.
Wish us luck. And if you have suggestions on how to kick a habit, or know directions to a church basement that has CCA (Coca-Cola Anonymous) Meetings, leave them here.