Parents are like buzzards. The carcus is lying there. The buzzard swoops down as eats whatever has been left. Parents are the same way. For all the childless people out there, the idea of scavenging may be foreign. For the parents out there, you are most likely a buzzard.
I have finished so many of my kids’ meals. Why can’t I leave one McNugget in the carton? My daughter already ate three and took a bite out of the last one. What compels me the finish it? There is a swig of juice left. I drink it. Half a bag of Dora snacks. Gotta finish it. Why?
Is it because we grew up during a “Clear your plate before you leave the table.” time period? Do we sub-consciously not want our kids to get in trouble for leaving fries uneaten? We now dole out the punishment, so that doesn’t make any sense. Maybe it is as simple as the food being there. If you see it you’ve got to eat it. You’re done your meal but there is always a little bit extra on the tiny Princess plate beside you. Maybe its because we are paying for the food so you don’t want to see it go to waste. Perhaps all of the aforementioned reasons make parents into buzzards.
How to prevent buzzardry? I tried to envision that my kids have Norwalk and if I eat that last bite of the chocolate-covered granola bar then I will get the virus. I will be double ending it (puking and pooping) within minutes. Then I remembered that I won a weight loss competition one year at work because I got Norwalk and couldn’t keep anything down for a week. That might be my new strategy. If you see me licking doorknobs, it is for my health.
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