When I had Tyler, I was seventeen. I wasn’t really sure about what I was doing, but we’ve evolved, and he forgives me.
We used to eat fast food too much, I stopped his crying with Oreos, and I can still picture the red Kool-Aid in his eight-ounce bottle.
Shame sticks around even almost thirty years later, and I cringe when I think of all that sugar going into Tyler’s toddler body. He’s very conscious now about what he eats, so I don’t think there was any harm done to him, but still. Temptation isn’t easy to resist.
“That smells so good,” Baylee said the other day. We were in the parking lot of the grocery store and the scent of hot Burger King fries found our noses.
“I know, but . . .” I started to say.
“I know,” Baylee replied.
I’m a nagging mom with all of them still no matter what. They’re all so kind about, not saying, “I know, Mom!” in a mean way. They understand I worry, and although I must annoy them, they hold it in.
During this post, I nagged Baylee about the corn dogs and chips he made for his lunch when he saw what I titled this piece on my computer.
“We have Kool-Aid!” He looked deep into the cabinet and found crinkled packets of the powder.
He turned the envelope of blue raspberry around to look at the nutrition facts. “It has no sugar,” he boasted while wearing a sly smile.
“You add a whole cup to that little pitcher,” I said.
“Oh yeah.” He proceeded to make the sweet drink.
In my defense, Kool-Aid was all I could afford for many years. I was a kid myself and would drink the green kind with ice out of a giant plastic cup, and refill it many times during the day. You could buy five for a dollar! I just didn’t understand what it could do to me.
When I was a young adult, eating healthy was strictly for vanity. Now, although I’ve already admitted to being moderately vain, I think of other reasons to eat healthier. My brain, organs, and even my circadian rhythm works more efficiently when I eat better. Have you ever eaten something so high in fat and salt your heart jumps? That’s your body’s way of talking to you, and the older (yes, I said that) I get, the more I listen to her.
I write this for forgiveness as well as to say we’re all human. We do our best with the information we have, and in some cases, even the money we have. All the fast food, packaged cookies, and even Kool-Aid just can’t be part of my daily life, but every few years, I just love a good Filet-O-Fish. Did you hear they make a double now?
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