Case of the Missing Corn Dog

Gaetano coaches his soccer teams on Tuesday and Thursday nights.  This means that last night Gianni and I were home alone. 

Scary?  Yes.  No way, I’m a pro at this motherhood stuff. 

Dinner time came.  I zapped a corn dog in the microwave, laid it on the coffee table and left him in the living room as he was engrossed in a very important episode of The Backyardigans.  The last thing I wanted to do was set off a ticking time-bomb (aka Gianni’s temper), so I left him out of his high chair, quietly set down his corn dog and exited the room. 

I went to our office just around the corner from the living room.  I wasn’t far; I could hear the T.V. and knew that he’d be fine by himself for a few minutes. 

Seven minutes later I checked on Gianni.  (I always get nervous when he is silent for more than seven minutes.)

He was standing where I left him–leaning against the coffee table, looking up toward the TV.  I checked his plate to see if he finished the corn dog.  I looked down and didn’t see the plate, the dog or the stick.  Huh? 

Frantically I started trying to get through to him.  “Gianni, where did you put your corn dog?”… “Show mommy where your corn dog is.”  It didn’t work.  He kept shrugging and acting like I made up the whole thing.

Obviously at this point I was talking to myself, but I remember saying, “How are we going to explain this to Daddy?  We have to find your corn dog.”

I got down on my hands and knees to look under the sofa.  Nope, no corn dog.  It felt like the minutes were ticking by. 

Seriously, how would I explain that I let our son lose his corn dog?  The entire house would stink in a few days and we’d have to hire someone to help us find the corn dog.

As I stood up I saw Gianni in the kitchen.  He was holding the plate in one hand and his corn dog in the other.  Whaaaaat?

I asked him where he got that.  But again he stared at me like I was crazy.  Just then he opened the lid to the kitchen waste bin and put his corn dog and plate back in the trash. 

Point taken, Gianni.  No more corn dogs.

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