my kids lean up over the school year.
No lie. They probably put on a few pounds over the summer because I get to cook for them more often and they
miss fewer meals...i cook
goooooood. That said, I'm continually STUNNED how many kids in Jr. High and HIGHSCHOOL especially, come back to school porked out. Sometimes in just a matter of a month between May and the start of band camp. They lean up fast in those 10-12 hour days marching.
but really, I've seen some of them eat at a buffet.
Girls included.
When the band was serving full service buffet style meals and I was volunteering for them freshman year, my grown son was coming to ME asking if a second hamburger was okay. Or if he could have two hot dogs AND a sloppy joe.
Why? because we are VOCAL in our household about PIGGISHNESS. I tell my daughters:
"If you eat a second ice cream bar you're going to get a FAT
a** BUTT. The kids will call you FATTY and you won't fit into all those pretty clothes you LOVE. You'll have to wear a MOO-MOO and gymshoes."
I compliment my older son on his lean body all the time. I tell him how GLAD I am he's not a BIG FAT TALL GUY WITH A HUGE GUT THAT HAS TO WEAR 3XXX flannel shirts and sweat pants in order to clothe himself. It's one thing to be fat, but when you're tall and fat, you saddle a heart with
400 pounds easily. Your joints get tore up. Plan on double knee replacements at 40.
Kids routinely follow dad and I to the basement gym for a quick 40 minute workout. We have bikes, roller skates, a stairmachine, mini tramp, and a mat.
If I have to.....I pull out my fourth grade fatty picture.
I had a relatively brief, but fat period due to inactivity, a homebody lifestyle, and parents who took me out to eat regularly with a candybar on top, then home to a science lab and comic books.
When I was 14 or 15, my mother joined a Chicago Health Club with me and the weight came off in three months. To this day, candy bars repulse me. On the otherhand, I swung over to the other end of the spectrum and ended up at 84 lbs and 5'10" for about a year.
But about those second or third hamburgers. I always tell them it's fine, but they have to eat a full serving of vegetables or fruit before they have it. <shrug> Works like a charm. Not only do they eat the fruit or veggies, but they are FULL afterwards. At 6'5" I'm entirely okay with my son having a second portion, but only if he's not going to be sitting on the couch all afternoon, yk? but point is....he's conscious of it. I see him choose Greek Yogurt over ice cream sandwiches. Younger son is a bit of a food fetishist, and will not eat anything with fat globs or that is greasy, but will scarf down fresh catfish by the pound. He's the one that will wait, hungry, if the rest of us are out eating, until he gets home to his favorites, which are generally very healthy. He's a whole wheat bagel, handful of fresh grapes, and um
....Last Bald Eagle on the planet type of lunch guy.
I have no doubts he'd savor a
Snowy Owl ka-bob. He's an aristocrat ala
Ferris Buehler and The Freshman rolled into one.
Of all my kids, he's the one most prone to an eating disorder because for him, interest in food isn't driven by hunger, but has to have a catch. A draw. Something spectacular about it. If I love through food with any of my children, it's probably most prevalent with him. I beg sometimes...
My father was Greek, a chef...of COURSE he loved through food. But it wasn't why I got fat for a period. I think comfort foods are a good thing. I think nourishing a child is the most loving act a mother can do. It's how we are wired. It can't be wrong. A parent sacrificing seconds so their child can have them. Preparing Christmas dinner over the course of a week. Putting that special heart shaped sammie in a lunch. That's
not what makes people fat.
SUBSTITUTING THAT for another of life's necessities? For emotional well being? In exchange for some other abuse? Sure. Then you have a problem. But no, I still need hot chicken soup when I'm under the weather. Better if it's
homemade. I think NOT having those little acts of love lead to problems.
I remembered my age when I joined the health club, because when I got that skinny....my period stopped for 18 months...