Today we are hosting the freshman baseball team meal. As you can imagine my wife and I have been preparing all weekend to host 14 hungry 15 year old’s for three hours. We purchased all of the supplies, and are ready. Then I go down to the kitchen this morning and find this which we will call exhibit A:
So I grab my glucose normal teenager who swears he only had one. I am lambasting him and telling him he is a big fat liar, when I notice my diabetic teen is unusually quiet and not piling on. Turns out Cody now has the ability to pound chocolate chip cookies and neither my wife nor I noticed anything on Dexcom. Of course to cover his tracks he was more than a little aggressive with his insulin, so he had to eat more than he anticipated. He is now walking to the store to restock our supplies so his teammates have dessert.