When you are a caring parent, you have so much love for your child that sometimes you think that your heart might really burst. The first time you see that little face, you want to give them the world. This is the story of loving parents, their first child and food.
As my daughter grew, that feeling of giving of things also grew as a reflection of the love that my wife and I were trying to express. How could you help but want to give extra to this sweet little innocent?
This is especially true when the child is compliant and accepting of the rules that are being placed upon them. We as new parents were trying to learn our way through the perils of child/adult growth but the fact that our little one was always a such happy baby, made the entire experience one of life's greatest pleasures.
To see your child growing up healthy and smart was a blessing. That also made us want to have other children (as you can see) but that's a story for another day.
By age five, this little wise-cracker seemed to have her father's sarcastic sense of humor but never in a mean way. How could I help but spoil her? And this is where lies the danger, waiting to pounce like a hungry turkey leg.
With the invention of the Happy Meal from McDonald's, we found that that in addition to the food, the toys were a wonderful treat for them. These simple pleasures seemed to make them so happy. Don't get me wrong. I am not blaming McDonald's for their food being healthy or otherwise. My blame is aimed squarely on we the parents. We loved to shower our children with things that they liked but what we were not paying attention to was that when it comes to food, everyone's body is affected differently.
By age six, the extra love through nutrition was beginning to catch up with her. It all seemed to happen very quickly but it really didn't. What happened next was a child with unnecessary extra weight and a very angry pediatrician.
To be continued .........
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