I try to be healthy around here.
Most of the time.
As long as I don't want a bowl-of-ice-cream/chips and dip/nachos/insert your favorite unhealthy snack myself.
I even managed to turn down the request for popsicles this morning at breakfast.
(Though I did serve Sadie her favorite Easy Mac....and yesterday Sam had garlic bread for breakfast...)
Afternoon snack requests usually involve some sort of frozen item full or sugar.
But this is the conversation I just had with Sam.
"Mom, can we have a snack?"
"You just finished popsicles!" (Literally, 5 minutes ago.)
"No, Mom. Something HEALTHY. Like FRUIT."
Every once in a while I get a glimpse that maybe I am a better mom than I think I am....
Or maybe he learned that at preschool.
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