June 5, 2012 § 10 Comments
On Sunday I went to the grocery store and spent a bundle; shopping just the outer spaces of the store.
At the same time, Brian went to Sam’s Club and bought “the big stuff” that we go through like water. Cheerios and milk especially.
The house was stocked full.
When Grace looked in the cabinet yesterday afternoon she had a total meltdown.
There was no sugary cereal. No candy in the cabinets. No ice cream. No empty carbs.
“But you can have an apple or a pear or a banana?” I said.
“How about a bowl of Cheerios or a frozen yogurt?”
“Would you like humus with cucumbers and carrots and tomatoes?”
“What about a cup of milk? A grilled cheese sandwich? Leftover noodles with zucchini from last night? A turkey roll?
She turned on the waterworks.
“I just don’t know!” She cried.
But she did know. She has gotten used to Swedish Fish and Bugles as a snack. There was comfort for her in knowing there would always be a box of Fruity Pebbles or cookies in the pantry.
It was an epiphany for me.
As a mom in charge of feeding these little humans I realized how my own food choices and mindless (read easier, here have some processed sugar) purchases have affected my children.
All of the foods I offered are things that are readily available in our kitchen, so they’ve ben exposed to the good stuff, but they’ve gotten used to the processed things that I’ve also bought (too often) for our house.
As is everything in life, this move toward a healthier existence is a process.
I am forty and am beginning the battle a little bit late.
For the children I hope I can turn around their habits for a lifetime of better (healthier) food choices resulting in strong bodies, good self images and satisfaction from the consumption of a juicy pear over an empty bowl of Lucky Charms.