Life with Sizzlers is just plain different. There’s no use denying it. They stand out, sometimes in ways we wish they didn’t. But more often in ways we love, even if others don’t always understand. When my kids were younger, it got to the point that I stopped sharing stories with people on the playground. I really felt bad for these other parents. They were trying so hard. They would tell their funniest children’s tale. Others around them would softly chuckle. And I would just nod and smile, knowing full and well that my Sizzler stories would top theirs in a heartbeat–either making them gasp or snort soda out their noses. Their kids did something mildly shocking about twice a year. I could usually pull something out of that day’s events. Their children often said bemusing and sweet, even poignant things. My children’s activities often involving large machinery, ordinary dental floss and a wonderful exhibition of the laws of physics at work.
Many of you have been writing in saying, “Please-oh-please, create a place for us to share our fun holiday stories.” Not only do you. . . . . .probably have some great Sizzler event from past holidays, there will be one or two in the days to come! You can pretty much bank on that.
So this is your place, the place where people “get it”, the place where you will not be judged for the over-the-top antics or words of your Sizzler, the place where we know to laugh at things that typical parents are horrified by, the place where the high energy and unpredictability of Sizzlers is appreciated like fine chocolates with a surprise center.
So Start sharing.
And have a WONDERFUL holiday season.