I gave my kids cookies for breakfast this morning. I don\u2019t really feel bad about, either. *striking combative stance*<\/p>\n
No really, I don\u2019t feel bad. I\u2019ve been trying to get myself to feel guilty about it since it happened two hours ago but it\u2019s not working. My self-induced guilt machine must be broken. Hallelujah!<\/p>\n
I think I don\u2019t feel guilty because every single morning I usually wake up to find myself standing in front of a frying pan with toast burning in the toaster. Every morning for as long as I can remember I\u2019ve made Sienna a fried egg and given both Sienna and Charlotte whole-wheat toast with butter and organic, sugar-free jam. (Charlotte won\u2019t eat eggs. We\u2019re seeking family counseling about the issue.) On the weekends I make them oatmeal or muffins or banana bread. Now, before you start feeling inferior as you look at your breakfast table which is littered with the remnants of the cereal you gave your kids this morning, know that my insistence on eggs and toast is not borne of some fantastic mommy-ness that forgoes convenience in favor of a well-rounded breakfast. Nope, not at all. It\u2019s actually the direct result of my dire lack of self-control.<\/p>\n
I know that packaged, sugar-laden breakfast cereals are nutritionally defecit and full of empty calories. I also know that they are delicious and irresistible, and if I did buy them my kids probably wouldn\u2019t get any anyways because I would eat them all. Especially the ones with little chemically-composed marshmallows. So that\u2019s why they get eggs and toast.<\/p>\n
Speaking of self-control, guess who had cookies for breakfast along with my kids?<\/p>\n
This blog post pretty much ensures that I\u2019m going to spend the Christmas holidays eating some major crow at my in-law\u2019s house, because my father-in-law, the Ever-Teacher, eats cookies for breakfast every single morning. He maintains that since they\u2019re full of raisins and nuts they\u2019re healthy. Then he asks us all how we\u2019re doing in our struggles to lose weight. Then he offers us cookies and talks about the need for restraint.<\/p>\n
Although I must admit that this morning he\u2019s way ahead of us, nutritionally speaking. At least his cookies do contain raisins, nuts and oats. Mine were full of white flour, yummy sugar, tons of butter and chocolate chips. Mmmmm. Still no guilt. I\u2019m pretty sure at this point I won\u2019t feel guilty until later, when I happen to catch a glimpse of my waistline in the abhorrently large mirrors that sometimes function as sliding doors on our closet. Then I will swear off cookies forever. And this time, I\u2019ll mean it.<\/p>\n
In other news, today is the birthday of my best friend in the whole world, who has been with me through thick and thin, hell and highwater. And honestly, there\u2019s been a whole lot of hell and highwater in the past few years, but she has never left my side. Even though she now lives across the country she still makes time for weekly phone calls and (unlike me) never forgets her goddaughter\u2019s birthday. We also have a big stash of maternity clothes that are pretty much in constant rotation between the two of us, and she is much more prompt than I am about getting them to me practically as soon as I see those two blue lines, since she knows that my waist grows six inches as soon it realizes that too-tight jeans and sucking in are soon to be a thing of the past. You can\u2019t ask for a better friend than that. Happy birthday, Meaghan!<\/p>\n
I\u2019m hoping to be back later today for a more serious post, but right now my children are pitching furious, sugar-induced fits in the living room as a direct result of their breakfast. And me, well, I\u2019m reaping what I\u2019ve sown and off to fry some eggs in the hopes of minimizing the damage.<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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