the Holiday Sweet Tooth

This weekend we took Phillip to his first Easter Egg Hunt in our complex.  He wasn’t necessarily impressed with searching and finding Easter Eggs as he was with the 6 foot Easter Bear which Phillip nicked named “puppy”.  We still are working on the animal names.  Anyway, as we walked around the pool house with a bunch of other kids from the neighborhood we started racking up a number of plastic eggs with candy inside.  With Phillip not fully vested in the festivities, I figured it was up to Dada to 'represent' for the family.  I was on a roll with the baby boy on my shoulders when I noticed I filled his basket to the brim and was starting on a plastic shopping bag that was given to us.  It was then something popped into my brain.  “When did the celebration of the resurrection of Christ turn out to be a time to fill ourselves with mass produced confectionary crap?”  And what's up with Peeps?  Are they really food or are they the left over glue that holds Space Shuttle tiles on during re-entry?

Since I have been going through this Boot Camp my taste buds have been hyper vigilant to the taste of sugar and what I feel like after I consume it.  I hope to show my son that candy is a treat and not a snack or a meal.  However that is hard to do when images are screaming at him that juice boxes and sugary cereals are the norm and not the exception.  All my wife and I can do is try and hope for the best.

So, if you can, try celebrating this holiday with some good old fashioned homemade food.  You'll like yourself better in the morning!