I had forgotten how good graham crackers could taste. And Cheerios, and Goldfish, and animal crackers, and every other crunchy, carby kid food.
Until I had a toddler.
It’s not just the flavor, either. It’s the crackly bag, the tantalizing smell, the convenient thereness. Irresistible. And I can’t eat any of it. Not if I want my morning milk, evening chocolate, or, say, lunch.
But it’s hard to turn down tempting treats when you’ve got a two-year-old snack pusher in your household. Sunshine’s not subtle, either. Like my grandmother, her namesake, she’s a high-impact sharer who hates to eat alone. And I’m her preferred dining partner – or at least the most convenient one.
Each time I break out Sunshine’s snacks, she pinches a few in her fidgety fingers and sweetly offers them to me. When I turn her down, she tries again, pushing the crackers against my hands, my mouth. She chants, “Share! Share!” and eats a bite herself, then waves the gnawed-on remains in front of my eyes. After all, if she loves them, then Mommy will, too, right? (Yes. Unfortunately.)
A short quiz, plus a confession: Do you know how hard it is not to share with a two-year-old who wants to snack with you? (Answer: Impossible.) Do you know how hard it is to turn down a Goldfish when its cheddar essence has brushed against your lips and hovered under your nose? (Answer: Even more impossible.) The truth: I want those snacks even more than she wants to feed them to me.
When I am strong, I clench my lips shut, and force myself to smile, and praise Sunshine for being nice. I mentally count my calories, subtracting exercise, adding dinner. How many in a handful of Goldfish? (Answer: 140.) How many in one animal cracker? No, strike that. Three animal crackers? (Because eating just one is the most impossible feat of all. Oh, and by the way? 23.) How many in the Cheerios Sunshine just offered me? (Answer: x times the number of Cheerios, minus y, wherein x is Sunshine’s determination and y is my ability to adhere to my diet.)
When I am weak, which is often, I take the proffered food. Sunshine grins, thrilled with my choice. I chew and mentally praise the goodness of crunchy snacks, trying not to regret them before I’ve even swallowed.
I want Sunshine to share. I want her to be generous and giving. I want her to say, “Yours!” instead of “Mine!” I want her to have a healthy relationship with food, whatever that means.
And, oh, God, I want to eat those Honey Grahams.
I just want not to be a blimp tomorrow.
Life is like this, a constant weighing of good vs. bad, a never-ending list of choices. And, frankly, most are bigger than whether or not to ingest twenty-three calories’ worth of crunchy circus animals. Like which prom dress to wear. Which subject to major in. Which person to marry, which house to buy, which book to write next. When to have children.
So when I do give in to Sunshine’s enthusiastic, pushy-grandma ways, I try to see her goofy smile and not the calories. And I remind myself that, well, at least we’re not choosing colleges. Yet.
Ha! So true. My kid loves those crackers and every now and then… I’ll take a little nibble an wonder why I didn’t sooner!
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Adorable post! My youngest is almost 10 (how did this happen?) and is decidedly not a food sharer. His big sister would shout out in the car, “You are wasting it!” if she caught me sneaking a cracker or two. As if me eating is wasteful! Hmpff!
My biggest weakness was the grilled cheese sandwiches. So glad those evil suckers don’t hit the menu much anymore.
I’m having an intense Teddy Graham moment. What a sweet post. I do miss those days. Now when we eat together my son keeps an eagle eye on my plate and says “Are you going to eat that?” whenever my fork pauses.
I swear I didn’t lose my pregnancy weight until my last child was at least 4 because of this whole “sharing” thing. Was it worth it? Yes. Can I relate to you and Sunshine? Oh heck, yes! Hahaha… :0)
@Valerie – LOL! Well, if mama doesn’t eat, she won’t have the energy to feed everyone else, so those snacks definitely weren’t wasted!
@Leslie – I’ve heard Teddy Grahams are delicious. I want to try them, but am afraid I won’t be able to restrain myself. As for the “Are you going to eat that?” I get that from my husband. Hungry little vultures, aren’t they? 🙂
@M. Christine – Okay, that’s good news and bad news for sharing mommies. Sounds like there’s hope, but it’s still years away. Hmmm. Maybe I should just enjoy those graham crackers while I have the excuse…
oh man…after reading this I zoned out for about 5 minutes thinking about teddy grahams. Those were AMAZING. I NEED THEM NOW.
Sunshine sounds like a doll! I love that you’re savoring your time with her. Yes, they grow up too fast.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend! 🙂
Oh yes, yes, yes. I 100% know what you mean. I started Monday thinking I was going to restart my diet. I was good at breakfast, but then came lunch and it was okay but then at the beach my daughter kept giving me all her pretzels. And how can I say no? And then the taste was there. The taste for more! And well, let’s just say the diet has been 100% blown since the starchy goodness crossed my lips!
I haven’t had breakfast yet and now I’m craving cheese fishies after reading your post. I have a sharer, too. She’s almost ten now but she never eats anything without offering to see if Dad or I want a bite. Even if it’s her favorite snack or jellybeans. Sunshine sounds equally precious!
Your Sunshine sounds like such a sweetie pie! How wonderful that she’s so insistent on sharing (though not so wonderful for someone on a diet!).