S.O.S. for Cocoa

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We are in a minor state of distress here at our house. We are out of cocoa, or hot chocolate.

I love, love, LOVE hot chocolate.

This has characterized my whole life. I drank hot chocolate just about every day of my high school years - spring, summer, fall, and winter. When I first got married Joe kept me well supplied. He knew it kept me calm and happy. The consumption slowed down during and after the kids. I did drink a sugar free kind during pregnancies. Now, I look at the carbs in it and half shudder. . .

My kids all love cocoa - imagine that - so when I would drink some they would want some. The cocoa would disappear faster and it got expensive to keep buying it. I found myself trying to sneak my cups of cocoa when they wouldn’t notice. It just didn’t taste as good with a guilty feeling.

Last winter my parents bought me a huge box of Sw*ss M*ss brand from S*m’s Club. Because I was used to rationing and stretching my cocoa I managed to make it last through the end of last winter, the hot summer, and the beginning of this winter.

Yesterday while I had the water and milk heating in the microwave I asked the girls to get 2 packs of cocoa out for me, and they just gave me blank looks. They knew the box was empty, but I didn’t. I guess I figured since every time I stuck my hand in I could just pull out packs it should last forever. Kind of like Elijah and the widow . . . Thank the Lord I did have 2 packs stashed in the other cupboard from vacation so I was saved from sad kid’s faces.

See, the 1 year old really loves cocoa. She can say the word quite plainly, will run to the kitchen hollering for it when she hears the microwave, and even does a little cocoa dance. [It's so cute!] If you give her a cup of cocoa just sit her down some place because she will stay there until the cup is empty.

So I have to go to the store today for necessities: laundry detergent and cocoa.

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