|my sweet snackoholics|
I’m creating a small legion of snack obsessed children. I’ve been cracking down, but I’m no match for this group.
All of my kids are phenomenal eaters. My 2 year old’s church nursery teacher said, “I’ve never seen a child who can eat sooo much–EVER!” And this is common remark I hear about my kids. I’ve heard it at birthday parties, play dates, and restaurants; my kids always get our money’s worth as they giddily make their way through the smorgasbord of snacks at The Golden Corral.
Even my picky eater, Evie, can hold her own. She is the only girl in her preschool, but her teacher just told me, “Wow, that girl can pack it in. She always out eats the boys–all of them!”
And, thankfully, most of my children eat most vegetables too. When I break out the carrots or barbie trees (broccoli) the kids chow down.
We’ve had numerous children over for lunch or snack time, so I know this isn’t normal. The majority of our visitors are cute little birds, picking at their food here or there.
Where are my birds?
I’m certain I have unintentionally created my snackoholics by my own extreme love of food and snacking. My husband is a snacker too. Currently, I am trying to encourage him to refrain from getting a bowl of cereal immediately after every dinner. He is not too fond of my encouragement.
My sister-in-law once told me she lets her eight children get snacks whenever they would like. She says, because of this, they aren’t so snack obsessed. That seems a little risky for my bunch.
For now, until I come up with a superior plan, I will keep encouraging/forcing my apparently starved children to have one snack, maybe two and wait for dinner.
Goal update, Day 2: For my sweetness goal I gave my husband a shoulder massage. As for my organization goal, with the under appreciated help of my baby, I did a quick fix for the fridge–that’s more cleaning than organizing, but I’m counting it.