When I filled out Harry's midterm course evaluations at preschool, I went off on a rant about the snack list they sent home. Because of allergies, we can ONLY buy items on the list, and all of the items (except, of course, for the fresh fruits and veggies, which I send every time it is my turn for snack, along with other junk that Harry begs for because he wants to pass it out to the class like his friends do) contain some combination of red dye, yellow dye, HFCS, and partially hydrogenated oils. Everything has to be milk, egg, peanut, and tree nut free (which? I totally understand and have no problem with, especially the nut thing). The thing is, small organic companies and places like Trader Joe's that feature healthier processed snacks are rarely nut-free because their equipment processes food with nuts and because these companies are small, they don't have separate nut-free equipment/facilities. I HATE that 3 times a week, he is eating processed crap and that this chemical-filled garbage disguised as food is on a list of "healthy" snack ideas. HATE it.
The reason I am writing about this now is that my parent-teacher conference is coming up, and I am afraid they'll ask me about my snack rant, and I don't know what to say. There isn't a good solution. Except, MAYBE, making sure everything is entirely nut-free but having kids bring in their own snacks? Then the kids who need milk and egg free stuff will have it, and other kids can maybe eat some milk or egg products as an alternative to dyes, oils, and HFCS? (stuff like yogurt and string cheese is a more "whole food" alternative to some of the processed garbage on the list). I don't know. I just hate that I'll ask him what he had for snack and he'll say bologna and fruit snacks. Yuck. I know that things are okay in moderation, and I know that we don't eat like this all the time. I just don't like being encouraged to buy stuff I wouldn't normally feed my kids.
But then I thought about what we ate this weekend. OMG. McDonald's. Denny's. Starbucks. Donuts. Cupcakes. Pizza. Buffalo wings. So I guess I am just a big crabby hypocrite.
I know right? First we turn the car seat around, then we start shoving refined sugar and transfats in his pie hole.
Shut up. I am sure this Cheesecake Factory cupcake at B&N is totally organic.
Harry was a supah chatty coffee date. But he didn't object when I ate his entire giant cookie (can't eat cookies slowly when I am your date, dude), so all in all, it was a win.
We had an unbelievably glamorous Saturday night that included a trip to Super Target and a 4:30 dinner at Denny's. Harry fells asleep in the car on the way to Denny's and was in NO MOOD to have his picture taken.
I know-- Denny's is nasty (and most certainly not good for us in any way), but as you can see, Harry and Jack barely have the manners or social skills necessary for dinner in public-- any kind of public.
Jack did not want a doggy bag, but he did want to bring these two pancakes home for later.
Jack is yelling "Otter! Otter!" because the lazy otter was nowhere to be found. Harry is getting his Bangles on.
All of us by the missing otter.
Harry spent a long time "skating" on this slippery patch of sidewalk.
Jack and I did this.
A better mother would have broken up this ball pit fight.
I just wanted them to leave me alone so I could watch the Super Bowl commercials.