"Evan, am I a bad mom because I don't force you to eat breakfast? I mean, I yell at you to eat something. I beg and plead with you. I rattle off statistics about how much your body and brain needs morning fuel, and how breakfast is the most important meal of the day. You really need to eat breakfast. Please eat breakfast. All the other kids do. Mama Mara wrote a funny blog about it and that is why I am begging you to eat breakfast. Please eat! For the love of Darth Vader, I bought waffles even. Yes, they're store brand, I'm sorry, we're poor. But I bought real Carnation! Please eat! You should really eat something when you take your meds you know."
and then he's all
"Gawd mom, it isn't like I don't know how to use a toaster. I'll eat if I'm hungry."
and then I'm all
"Are you sure? Really sure? Super sure? For real sure?"
And then there is this bakery on the corner right next to his school that makes fresh doughnuts EVERY SINGLE MORNING. And for some reason we keep arriving to school with just enough time and just the right amount of change in the car for a raspberry filled doughnut and a pint of milk. Damn Fate.
Never trust a skinny cook*
1 day ago
3 you say:
Don't worry: I ate raspberry-filled doughnuts, delivered fresh to my high school, every morning. And just look at me now!
Stop crying.
I have to admit I never ate breakfast in middle or high school. I felt sick if I ate anything too early. It never bothered me. However, when I was older, I had an ulcer and it became impossible to NOT eat in the morning. Now I HAVE to eat breakfast (especially with meds). Gee a doughnut does sound good!
Now I'm craving doughnuts! OMG, I have to run out and get one now!
"Real Carnation" - HA!
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