caught in the F.W.B. act.
I’ve talked before about the fact we DON’T do food sneaks.
We each need to do what works best for our families and here slipping in super-foods would mean the
Husband Child isn’t building life-long good habits.
We are tremendous fans of the open sneak—but that’s not what’s on my mind today.
Today we are focusing on the H-WORD.
The word which, thanks to peer’fluence, the Child suddenly associates with less-than-tasty, more-than-a-bit-vitamin’y and completely, utterly and wholly with me.
Cue sad face.
It isn’t she’s refusing healthy foods (yet).
Sure, sometimes the school lunch she makes is pretty trashtastic. For the most part, however, Ive seen a shift as her ten year old body begins to learn what it needs to thrive..
Recently, after a crazy Saturday filled with gymnastics and bike riding, the Child was
She eagerly accepted an invitation for burgers & fries with friends yet later, as we lolled in bed chatting about her day, she moaned how her belly didn’t feel so good.
Are hamburgers not healthy? Are french fries bad? Is that why my belly hurts?
In that moment of fly-by-the-seat-of-my-yoga-pants parenting an idea was born.
I’m not a fan of the word healthy. I told her. I prefer F.W.B. Food with benefits.
And a game of sorts was born.
As she made her breakfasts/lunches she no longer asked the annoying: Is this healthy? (<—-no fake-always-happy-parenting here. for some reason the constant barrage of that query was exhausting to this intuitive eater.)
The very next morning her question shifted to:
Is this an F.W.B.?
And a game of sorts took hold.
At least for now she pauses as she assembles her meals and examines her choices
through the lens of What are this food’s benefits? versus a generalized Is this healthy?
Will this help me poop? Are there vitamins here for my eyes? Are there fats to make my hair shiny?
I hold no illusion this attitude will last forever, but while it endures it’s a welcome change (and infusion of levity) from the frustrated repetition of:
Is this healthy food, Mama?
The more she learns about the foods shes choosing (Who’s down with F.W.B? Yeah you know me!) the more she chooses to include ones which benefit her bod rather than sap her strength.
She owns her choices and, for the most part, makes ones which will fuel her day not leave her lagging.
Lay it on me.