Callie’s Blog

One of Zale’s clients owns a company that makes sauces. Hot sauces, BBQ sauces, syrup, seasonings, etc. They gave Zale a few samples as we are big fans of BBQ sauce and Zale loves all kinds of hot sauces. Since Reagan has such a mature pallet and has been known to enjoy spicy hot things in the past, Zale shared some soup he had doctored up with one of the hot sauces (just one drop).

Now this was after he tried some himself and was actually laughing with surprise at this hot sauce. I am not a big fan of hot sauce, so I’ll have to trust his judgement in this. But he said that the sauce was so good that he kept feeling the “heat” coming in waves, even after having something to drink. And a couple of hours later he commented that he still felt the heat of the sauce in his stomach.

Anyway, after taking a bite of the soup, the expression on Reagan’s face was priceless. I wish I had taken some pictures. It was a thoughtful expression, as if she was thinking “I’m not sure what the heck is in that soup, and I’m not sure if I like it or not.” And yet, she had another bite. After the second or third bite, she just stared at the soup as if she was concerned it was going to jump out of the bowl and bite her. Then she started moving her tongue all around her mouth, inside and out. I’m not sure if she was trying to feel and make sure her mouth was still there, or if everything had just gone numb. I began to wonder if she hadn’t gone into shock because she was just staring and moving her tongue around. We were finally able to get her to drink some milk in hopes of putting out what I can only assume was a fire in her mouth. I think it was a full hour before she spoke again.

Shortly after all that, she got a burst of energy that you wouldn’t believe. She was all over the place, running around the house, getting the dogs all excited (which is always fun for us since Griffin is probably about 60 pounds now and is like having a miniature pony living in the house with us), and trying to climb me as if I was a jungle gym. I looked at Zale and calmly said, “I think you broke her.

I’m happy to report there aren’t any lasting side affects and she’s gone back to normal. I have to add that last night Zale made the girls pancakes and used some of the syrup they gave us. I’m guessing it has a higher content of sugar than the sugar free syrup we normally use (ha ha), because both the girls were bouncing off the walls for quite some time. I told Zale theses sauces need to come with a warning label that they aren’t suitable for children. (I’m kidding of course, and I have to admit, watching the kids and their reactions had me laughing so hard I had tears rolling down my face)