Our son inherited his dad’s awesome metabolism, but not his love for activity. He played t-ball and baseball for years, but the competitive athletic gene never kicked in. He was much more enthralled with the bugs in the outfield than actually catching the ball.
We celebrate Easter at our house. The good news — and the bad news — is that means lots of candy will be around for snacking. Both my son and I gave up chocolate in some form or another for Lent. He gave up all chocolate because he is a strapping 16-year-old with a strong will. I gave up only chocolate candy because, well, I know my limits.
Recently, a friend of a friend posted on social media about her toddler’s visit to the pediatrician. The doctor said the little girl was overweight and the mom just laughed it off. She said she loved her daughter’s chubby cheeks and she’d worry about it later. Maybe.
When my kids turned 8 (yes, I have twins), we had a little birthday party. And for that birthday, I picked up a chocolate cake with white chocolate icing from my favorite bakery. It’s nice to celebrate with a little ‘once in a while’ indulgence, right?
Our teenager is still a little grumpy. My husband and I decided to go away for the weekend alone — and then changed our minds. We thought being home solo for two days was probably too much for a 16-year-old boy. Luke disagreed big time.
I have a fantasy. It goes something like this:
I walk into the grocery store, I have no less than 10 green bags in my cart, and I aim to fill them all. As I usually do, I head to the produce department first, but instead of picking kale OR spinach OR hearts of romaine, I buy them all. I pick up avocados, pomegranates, pears, and berries. Oh, so many berries. And I don’t stop there…
As a mom of two kids and a pediatrician, I always strive to be healthier. And, interestingly, I hear this a lot from the parents of my patients. The other day, I had a mom say, “I’m planning a BIG change — I’m going to lose 20 pounds in 2014.” Although I admire her drive, one issue that can thwart our goals is “BIG.”
After the gifts are unwrapped… After the food has been eaten… The kids have played with their new toys and you’ve caught up with your visiting relatives. You are going on Day 3 of holiday guests, it’s cold, and you’re stuck inside with a bunch of feisty kids. Everyone is getting a little bored and cranky. What are you supposed to do then? It’s tempting to grab a blanket, climb on the couch, and doze off during your kids’ favorite movie. But I wanted to share with you one of the best times we’ve had in recent years at a Christmas gathering at my house.
It’s a holiday gathering. Friends and family get together to celebrate the magic of the season with food, gifts, games, and memories in the making. Then someone gets out a camera and starts snapping away. But invariably, someone says, “Oh no, not me, I look terrible!” and either ducks out or offers to take the pictures. Or, someone sees the final product and declares they look fat. “Can’t we just delete that one?”