When Kids Try Hot Sauce

Meet Lloyd.

I first met Lloyd when we were working for a student newspaper in the early 90s. It was a simpler time.  A young Bill Clinton was in the White House, Lady GaGa was still in her egg, and nobody’s phone was “smart.”  Lloyd was a grad student in those days — one of those serious young men who threw out words like “hegemony” and “ontological” because he thought women liked that sort of thing. 

Poor fellah.   

Since then, the world has gotten more complex, and Lloyd has gotten simpler.  I mean that in a good way.  These days, he’s a writer and a dad.   

Through the power of Twitter, we recently caught up, and he shared the following story. 

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Thanks, Leanne.  I have no idea if you rewrote my introduction. But if you did, I can only assume you left in the words “Clooneyesque,” “Swiftian” and “sauerbraten” … so thanks for that.

Everybody parents differently.  We each have our own philosophy.  Mine is stolen from the pages of Calvin and Hobbes.  Which is fitting because so is my six year-old son, Cameron.

The other day he asked me: “If you get re-married, will you change your name?”  And I replied: “Yes. To ‘Gertrude.'”

And he said: “This is why the other kids think I’m weird, Dad.”

But I digress.

Here’s my philosophy:

Major Premise: “If children are here to test us, then it must be God himself who is doing the grading.”

Minor Premise: “If it is God who is doing the grading, we must remember that he has a sense of humour. (Otherwise he wouldn’t have given us the Toronto Maple Leafs, the state of New Jersey, or Michael Bolton now would he?).”

Conclusion: “Our purpose as parents … is to make God laugh.”

I think this gets us bonus points.  It also unlocks really cool heavenly, eternal achievements like a +3 Electric Golden Harp of Shredding and +2 Heavenly Robes of Awesome.  

So when my kid asked me the other day if he could try a drop of “Blair’s After Death Sauce,” I had a duty … nay … a HEAVENLY OBLIGATION to say “yes.”

Here’s what happened:

And here’s what Cameron wrote afterwards.

Stuff Kids Write

TRANSCRIPTION: Dear Diary, Do NOT try this at home! I put some After Death sauce on my tongue and it burnt in flame!

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You can follow the further adventures of this lovable father and son duo on Twitter: @lloydrang

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About Leanne Shirtliffe (Ironic Mom)

Leanne Shirtliffe (a.k.a. Ironic Mom) is the author of THE CHANGE YOUR NAME STORE (2014) and NO MORE BEIGE FOOD (2016). She also wrote humor books DON'T LICK THE MINIVAN: Things I Never Thought I'd Say To My Kids and MOMMYFESTO. She and her family live in Calgary, Alberta because they like complaining about the weather.

Posted on May 13, 2011, in Diaries and Journals and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 40 Comments.

  1. I’m dying… And having flashbacks, to my high school friend trying a “death pepper” in our chinese food dipped in hot mustard.

    Her tongue blistered. Ice cream was required.

    Good idea, videotaping the event in case anyone were to say “what the hell were you thinking?”.

    I think I like you, Lloyd.

    Now off to Google “hegemony”.

  2. First off, “I put some After Death sauce on my tongue and it burnt in flame!” would be a great name for a punk band album.

    Second, Cameron is awesome. His response, both visually and in writing, is great stuff. It’s like he walked it off, like a blow to the shin.

    Lloyd, I’m glad that you felt heavenly obligated to document this. Thanks for sharing.

  3. I love so much about this.

    First, the girly scream. Cameron’s pitch is excellent.

    Second, I love how when he finishes the milk he does not hesitate to add water into his glass along with the leftover milk, thus making WILK, which everyone knows is delicious.

    Third, I love the diary entry. Now Lloyd can remind his son of this experiment (forever) by dragging out the diary entry, scribbled in Cam’s own hand. Dad can substitute concepts when Cam comes nosing about other things he is interested in trying. Like alcohol or cigarettes. Or meth. Which Lloyd can honestly say is 1000 times worse than Blair’s After Death Sauce.

  4. When my oldest son was about Cameron’s age, we ate some jerk chicken at a local Jamaican restaurant. I thought for sure he wouldn’t like it because it is so hot. But after a few bites, he said, “Daddy, I love this. It makes my tummy feel all warm.” Now he’s 18 and goes through hot sauce like crazy!

  5. ha, nice. my kids love hot sauce

  6. This. Is gold.

    Lloyd had me at Calvin and Hobbes.

    Now I’m tempted to whip out the video camera when my 6yo persistently asks if that green stuff that comes with our sushi plate is hot.

    Note: the 6yo watched this video with me, and not to be outdone, he dipped his apple slice into a wad of ketchup (no hot sauce in the immediate vicinity) and took a huge bite only to gag dramatically. And the Oscar goes to…

  7. “I think I burned off all my tastebuds!” Oh, I died laughing. Cameron is AWESOME – what a trooper. When I acidentally ate some Dave’s Insanity sauce, I could do nothing but sit at the table and weep.

    And dude, is your house always that clean?

    • I thought I was the only one who noticed the clean house. Hilarious.

      I initially had to watch the video a second time, because the first I was mesmerized by the show home quality.

      • Ha! I’m also a stress-cleaner. The more stressed i am, the cleaner the place is. Which means if you’re at my place and you smell furniture polish … RUN.

  8. We gave our daughter dog biscuits once, at her request. There weren’t any high-pitched screams, though there was quite a bit of hacking.

    And my kitchen is never that clean. Even after the dogs lick the floors and table.

  9. Hey Folks:

    First off, thanks for all the love for my kiddo. He really is an awesome kid. Very creative and fun. I call him “2.0” because, while he’s a lot like me, he’s also a vast improvement on the original :-).

    As for the cleanliness of my house: my girlfriend is, as we speak, looming over my shoulder and sighing: “Yes, he’s a clean freak.” My motto is “i make OCD work for ME!”

    I’ve been known to break into people’s places just to clean up. You never know where i might strike next.

    And, finally, i must say in all honest what an honour it is to write with Leanne again. She’s one of the funniest, wisest and most skilled writers i’ve ever met … and a great force for good on the web. Kudos to her on her blogs, her articles and her choice of friends.

    Mucho love,
    Lloyd

  10. To further tie this in to Calvin and Hobbes, there’s a strip where Calvin wants to look cool by smoking. He asks his mom, who says yes.

    He gags and chokes and ends with the line, “Trusting parents can be hazardous to your health.”

    I enjoyed your post.

  11. HA HA HA! We all loved that. We have some momentarily adventurous kiddos ourselves. It’s in the after moments that they realize mom and dad really know what they are talking about.

  12. I think the funniest part of this is hearing dad’s concern towards the end…what wonderful chemistry between dad and son…

  13. Wow. I sure missed something amazing in this when I was away! That’s hilarious. Great stuff.

  14. that was lame.

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