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I am the Devil…at least I felt that way after putting two stomach aching children to bed. Against my better judgment, I took my children to Burger King and well, I nearly killed them. Okay, it’s a bit of an exaggeration, but they have never responded in this manner after eating fast food.
As we were driving home, my daughter started telling me to never take her there again because the food smelled. I thought for sure she was kidding and decided to play along with her. She continued to talk and I gave her an occasional acknowledgement while listening to what I was sure would be recanted the next time we drove by Burger King and she wanted to go there. My oldest chimed in about how he didn’t like his food either.
By the time I put them to bed, they both were uncomfortable and feeling sick. McDonald’s, Burger King, etc. (fast food) has been crossed off their list of treats. I actually stopped participating in a playgroup because they had too many play dates at Burger King. I preferred my children meet and play at a park in the fresh air rather than jump around on an enclosed, feet smelling, play gym? Often, I felt bad about saying "no," when they asked for fast food and dreaded driving by one for fear of them asking.
One day, I had an epiphany. I’m the mommy! The reason I don’t like fast food is because it isn’t healthy eating. I love McDonald’s French fries, but feel bloated and sick after eating them and food shouldn't make you feel that way. Sometimes we’re caught without lunch and food on the go is convenient and necessary. Hungry people are grumpy and sometimes a little mean. Add tired too and you tend to make bad decisions.
I want to feel good after eating my food and I want my children to make good food choices. Fast food taste good and I don’t want them to get swayed by flavor before they really know what they are eating. It’s hard to stop eating something you’ve loved for years even after realizing how dangerous it is for you. I struggle now with a really bad sweet tooth. Recently, I was too tired to cook and I drove about 40 minutes round trip (sometimes living in the country ain’t so easy because everything closes a little too early) to satisfy a sugar fix. The cookies were disappointing and I experienced a miserable night.
Since I’m the mommy, our “fast food” choices now come from the likes of Whole Foods and Subway. I’m so happy Subway apologized for their gaffe because I love their sandwiches. My better judgment rules and we will not be eating fast food anytime soon.
Note: Everyone was fine in the morning. I ate some of the same food they had, so I don't believe it was food poisoning. Hopefully, it was just discriminating taste.
I am back and not much rested. My house is still a mess, but I can get to that later. It only gets messy over and over again. I started mopping my floors yesterday and I have yet to finish. Meanwhile, the children have managed to make the floor I did clean look somewhat questionable. So, I will probably do it again when I finish mopping tomorrow.
I don’t know about any of you, but I didn’t get much of a summer vacation and it’s time to start back to school. We did very little today with school. I am going to start them slow, but now so we can get a good start and be off running by the time September arrives.
The Little Green Secrets Crew (LGSC) has been off for the past few weeks. While I took a break, they did too. A few weeks ago, the heat finally got warm enough for me and there was no denying it. It was time. We have lived in our home for about three years and it wasn’t until last year that we started enjoying the creek. There is a creek that runs through our property and it gets high enough for the children to play in, but not too high where we have to hold everyone for fear of them drowning. We are still cautious because we have “not quite able to swim yet” children. Mommy also dropped the ball and we may make it through our first summer with no swimming lessons.
Our weekends have been spent down at the creek swimming in the almost pristine and clear water. We can even see the fish (they’re small) swimming by, without us having to wear goggles. The children do know not to drink the water. We have a great time and it’s a wonderful way to bring the summer to a close and welcome the impending fall.
My husband says he can already sense it in the air. He can’t wait for it to arrive. Why is it that we long for the summer in the winter because it’s too cold and then turn around and long for the winter in the summer because it’s too hot? Since living here, I’m not sure if it’s my age or the fact that I get to actually experience seasons, but they seem to be coming more quickly. I wonder why it’s that way.