Have you ever noticed that food is everywhere?
No, seriously. It’s in commercials, TV shows, movies, magazines, books, billboards…it is everywhere, and you can’t escape it.
Mr. Charm is now in the 2-3 year old group at Sunday School, instead of in the nursery. This is great! He now gets to play with kids more his age, and do arts and crafts and stuff.
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Hello, Poison!!
This is awful! The arts and crafts products they use are almost certainly not safe for at least one of my sons, and for some bizarre, absurd reason, they insist of giving the kids SNACKS.
Why, pray tell, is it necessary to give a child a snack at 10:00 a.m., when the child ate breakfast a scant 2 hours before and will eat lunch a scant 2 hours later? Hmm? I promise, they will NOT starve to death. And a little mild hunger? Will just make lunch taste better.
So I cannot enjoy Sunday School or Church at all any longer because I’m a nervous wreck the whole time that Mr. Charm will ingest something bad for him. Or somehow “pick up” and bring home something incredibly bad for his little brother.
Even if I hadn’t been sick the whole last month, this ‘snack’ protocol would have made me hesitant to go to church. Horrible!
And what is UP with the Baby Einstein videos??
Here we’re doing EVERYTHING IN OUR POWER to break Mr. Charm of his Cheerios and Bread and sugar addiction, and WHAT DO I SEE in their stinking videos?
Bowls of Cheerios and a toaster popping up bread.
Followed closely by ‘counting’ eggs.
All of which has Mr. Charm screaming at the TV “Piece!! Bread!!” and then tugging on my hand to try and force me to feed him one of those offending foods.
UGH!
Not to mention cute vignettes of picking apples (poison for Mr. Charm) or an adorable toddler eating corn (poison for Mr. Happy).
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Such pretty food…such pretty poison for my kiddos!
For a normal food family, the videos are charming and wholesome; they’re showing foods traditionally considered healthy and good for children, after all, not cheeseburgers and french fries!
But for me? They may as well be showing one of the little babies with a shot of whiskey and a joint in their cute little hands. I’m just as horrified, appalled and chagrined.
Walking the normal world as a food-allergic family feels an awful lot like being a barely sober alcoholic that has to work in a bar. Temptation and poison everywhere, and no escape.
Ugh. So. Frustrating.
It’s just going to make it harder to explain to my kiddos about their food needs (“Why can Jimmy have it and I can’t, Mom!!??!?”), and in the meantime, serve as a reminder to me how truly “different” my kids are.
I don’t like my kids being “different”. I don’t want to be reminded of it every. dang. time. I turn around.
But there is simply NO WAY to avoid it.
Does anyone else feel like you’re being bombarded with FOOD everywhere you turn?
