I make my children eat whole grains... wheat bread, brown rice, multi-grain pastas, even those goldfishy crackers come in a whole grain variety... took forever to convince them that it was okay to eat bread that looked like its main ingredient was birdseed... but it worked! I did this because I love my children and of course what mother would feed her child simple carbs? ummm... millions of them. that's right - it has nothing to do with love people... so I break down now and then (yesterday) and let the girl have her mac 'n cheese made with REGULAR pasta... the kind in a box that miraculously turns orange powder into cheese again! And although the REAL reason we switched to whole grains was because I needed some moral support - I ate some too... (comfort food? I don't know... I just caved)
I'm amazed sometimes that any of us ever made it to adulthood.
Raise your hands if (like me) you were allowed to ride in the back of the family van without your seatbelt on... we used to "surf" and try to stay on our feet while my dad turned corners when the seats were taken out... or we'd lay on the floor and peek through the little hole at the road rushing by below, hoping for a glimpse of... ummm, I don't know - never saw anything but black asphalt.
okay, so we were definite INSIDE the car - Dad wouldn't have allowed this!
Now raise your hands if you'd consider allowing your child to do the same thing... I mean, for crying out loud now my children have to stay in booster seats until they're 8 years old! (I know, or 80 pounds... with my lightweight children my biggest fear is that they'll change the law to say AND 80 pounds) In some states I myself barely make the height requirement for leaving a booster seat. Go ahead, laugh yourself silly at my expense... I don't mind. Seriously, call up your grandparents/parents/and ask them what kind of "car seat" they sat in... and don't be surprised if the word "apple crate" comes into the conversation.
I'm disgusted at things like $700 strollers, baby knee pads, etc... because the advertising all implies that if we have a lesser brand we obviously don't love our kids enough... and anyone who allows their child to learn to crawl without wearing those stupid knee pads should be thrown in jail for abuse...
I had a good laugh recently at the fresh fruit wash... mostly because my mother and grandmother scoffed at it - I grew up eating fresh fruit straight from grandma's garden... probably ingested my fair share of dirt, and maybe more than my fair share of little bugs in the process... but I lived. Does that mean that my parents (and their parents before them) didn't love their kids enough? Does that mean that I don't care about my children's health because I settle for a quick water rinse?
So be it. Sorry kids - I only love you to the tune of $20 strollers, generic diapers, and water... BUT at least I'll make you sit in that danged car-seat for the next few years... as "proof" of being a good mom!
(and yes - this is my offical 200th post... I'm not going to get very celebratory over it... but you're welcome to flood my comment box with love and adoration from all corners of the globe... just saying)