Writer = my occupation,
Mom = my greatest calling, and
Super = more than a touch of irony
Monday, August 30, 2010
So, I've done a bad, bad thing. I told my four-year-old daughter that people who don't eat breakfast are more likely to be overweight than those who do. Sure, I was telling her the truth, but I didn't feel too hot about introducing the subject of weight to a preschooler. That said, I was desperate because she refuses to eat breakfast before going to preschool, and I feel for her teachers and classmates if she gets hungry. I swear she was a suffragette who mastered the concept of hunger strikes back in the day. Besides, it worked! She ate her breakfast.
Once again it's Monday. Once again Her Majesty doesn't want to eat her breakfast. Once again I remind her of the importance of eating breakfast and, finally, mention the threat of obesity. She looks me in the eye and says, "But you ate breakfast, and you're fat. I'm not."
You can't argue with kid logic like that because, ladies and gentlemen, it's maternal karma.