Thursday, July 19, 2012

No, he CAN'T have that snack. Damn it.

 Greatly disturbed yet again by what adults give children for "fuel" and "treats".

Soccer Camp is a great example. 

Run around for a hour or so, sweating, learning new skills, working hard, your snack (if your mom does not give you a bag of snack items plus a long lecture daily on what goes into the shit the camp calls a snack) will be gummy apple rings, those little packets of fake cheese with cracker sticks to dip in the fake cheese product, skittles, red vines.

After three or more hours of intense play and learning, they give "awards".

They throw MORE red vines (really, I mean REALLY!?  Red dye 40 and the other mess of chemicals is PURRfect for growing hyper children that just worked out), MORE skittles, and other random bags of fake colored over sweetened shitty "goodness".

It makes me sad.  And angry.

I am tired of being the crazy parent who is always lurking around the snacks, giving the head shake to my kids.

On a better note, while occasionally he does cheat, Eddie is getting a better grasp of why I don't like him to eat like that.

As far my own mental health goes, having to peel him off the ceiling after a mild dose of artificially colored food product or high fructose corn syrup sweetened treat has me fully on guard at every camp, every awanas, every birthday party offering blue frosted cupcakes, every sports event where parents bring a snack.

I have gotten better at having our healthy treats always around to give him/them when everyone else is getting something fun.

Still, I know, he wants to be normal, like all the other kids.

I just don't want him to be as sick as them.

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