Those Three Little Awful Words

50% of 10 year old American kids think they are overweight.   Its creepy. It indicts us all. I want my kids to understand healthy, not obsession. G is starting to get it. She will have a 2 week camp this summer on cooking and nutrition. It will be brilliant, to show the foods in the meals and the calories & content.

Alana has also picked up on this, minus the summer camp. Minus any shred of sense.

Are peas healthy?
Is chocolate milk healthy?
Are strawberries healthy?
Are peas healthy?
Are pasta healthy? (noun-verb agreement, *rolleyes*)
Is gatorade healthy?

*rolleyes**facepalm* This begats wishful thinking, empowered by education:

Donuts are healthy, right?
lollypops are healthy, right?
lollypops are healthy, right? RIGHT?

Me: Everything is healthy if you have just a little
Alana: Donuts are healthy, right?
Me: If you are going to put it into zero-sum terms, no, donuts are not healthy
Alana: Donuts are healthy, right?
Me: Sorry. you asked, i told you, no
Alana: Donuts are healthy right?
Me: I SAID NO, SHUT UP!

The come those three horrible words.

Alana: Daddy I love you

Oh, no, so wrong. Pulling out the big guns.   I cant say no to that. And even if she can’t figure out a chocalate bar from an apple she knows there is power in that phrase. So i stand there, kneecapped while she ping-deaths me on nutritional value. I cant hate on this. Back and forth, back and forth, she hasn’t kissed me in 6 months leaving her in the mornings at daycare with only a non-commital hug.

She knows! She KNOWS!!!

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