This is a slice of life story that reminds me that moments between mother and child are fleeting, especially as they become teenagers.  She didn’t have to tell me this story, but she did.

It so warmed my heart.

My Kate went with friends to the local fireworks. She was a little late and when she arrived she found that her pals had just devoured a funnel cake. Mmmmmmmmm funnel cakes

Funnel Cakes in my mind are the biggest yummiest rip off known to carnival mankind. Deep fried sweet dough dipped in more powdered sugar goodness. Total delicious fat and sugar insanity.  The price for this sick treasure was a whopping $5.
 
Excuse me?

Kate had 2.65

Once you know my lovely Kate’s determination you would have witnessed the gears inside her ingeneous youthful mind trying to figure out ways ”to mooch the money I need” to get herself one of those funnel cakes.

Lo and behold she had brought paper and markers and devised a ” drawing contest”.  Not sure how that brought her the bit of cash she needed, but apparently it did.

Off on an adventure to buy one of these discusting treats she encountered the never ending funnel cake line. Obviously the facilitators of this fireworks extravaganza did not know how to meet the needs of this particular community re: funnel cakes.

Kate made an executive ( hi I’m just 16 ) decision and cut in the front of the line, knowing that it probably wasn’t the best thing to do, she did it anyway – determined and all.

A grown woman approached her with a look of utter desperation and an equally determined stance to get herself one of those greasy sugary things. She said to Kate ” If you buy me mine - I’ll treat you to yours AND a lemonade!!”  Kate said, “Your on!”

She told me it was Funnel Cake Karma.

Classic.

Flickr melt in your mouth image credit

Ok so I had a moment of indecision – this had me give two funnel cake flickr image credits today

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