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So: chocolate milk, white bread, dessert after dinner, soda. Everyday food or treat food when you were a kid?
Chocolate milk was a treat, but not at all unusual in our house. Our house had yummy baked goods quite often as my mom, and later we kids, enjoyed baking, so I'm guessing that means dessert was quite common, but again, always thought of as a treat. I've never liked soda, so I didn't pay attention to whether or not it was in the house. I think it was probably more common as we got older.
As for white bread, if you mean things like Wonder Bread, my mom stopped buying that the day she saw us kids roll our slices into tiny balls and throw them at each other.
My mom was not the food police.
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Steph, my parent's were crazy permissive about food. (Or really, I was super stubborn and wore them down.) And I still have lots of issues with eating well. I sometimes wish my parents had been stricter to give me some self discipline.
Glad to hear it msbelle. The stars are just lining themselves up for this move, aren't they?
chocolate milk was special, white bread was ordinary. dessert was sporadic, I think. I may not remember the dessert because I was never a big sweets eater. Threatening me with no dessert wasn't a problem.
My mom doesn't like baking. She doesn't really like any recipe where she has to follow the rules. When I was in kindergarten and my mom was in the hospital, my aunt came to stay with us for a while. My aunt asked my mom for suggestions for special activities to do with us, and my mom suggested art projects or baking. My aunt loves to bake, so she chose that. She told me that we were going to bake cookies and asked me where we kept the flour. I had no idea what she was talking about. The only baking I'd done with my mom was from a mix.
The one time I remember my mother trying to bake anything was a zucchini cake in the shape of a dinosaur, which some healthy kids cookbook said was a great way to get kids to eat more vegetables. She'd just gotten a new food processor and was using that to shred the zucchini. Halfway through, the top flew off the food processor, and shredded zucchini sprayed all over the kitchen, including on the ceiling.
My dad eats like crap and will buy Hershey's syrup and Wonder Breadish stuff by choice, so I think it was my mom choosing her battles. We were also eating yogurt and granola when that still got you looked at funny.
They seem to be Burrell. AFter all the progress this week, I fully expect to be the Queen of Impatientville for the next 3 months.
That's awesome, msbelle.
We were also eating yogurt and granola when that still got you looked at funny.
Try bringing pâté sandwiches to school.