Easter Candy as the Right Choice

Easter Candy as the Right Choice

On Sunday my kids were given Easter baskets full of the “traditional” Easter candy. Chocolate bunny? Check. Jelly beans? Check. M&Ms. Chocolate eggs. Peanut butter eggs. Sour patch jelly beans. Why would someone who eats clean, and usually stays far from this stuff, let her kids have it? And not only have it, but have a LOT of it?

The first thing I want to say is that this is the only candy my kids will get until the next holiday (which is 4th of July. They will get candy from the parade we always go to.) My kids know this. They know that this candy has to last, because it’s all they are going to get.

On our fireplace mantle each of our kids has a bucket. The Husband’s aunt has bought them for the kids, and they are great! They have

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Woman vs Wind (or Snotty Mess with a 3 Kid Carry)

Self Discipline is Bridge to Goals

 

For the last few weeks, since I began running, my kids have been asking to go with me. Normally I run during nap-time. The Husband works at home, so he can just open his office door to hear if there is an emergency. The kids are always asleep, and it only takes me about ½ an hour, so I’m always back before they wake up. It works well for us. Anyway.

The kids keep asking to ride their bikes while I run, so on Saturday I convinced The Husband to come with and walk. That way if there was a problem with the kids he could help and it wouldn’t affect my running. We drove to a long, quiet gravel road and unloaded the bikes. It was at this point that we realized how windy it was.  The Husband asked if we should maybe wait

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Fruit Loops and Honesty

Fruit Loops

Okay. Remember when I told you that I was going to be honest? Well, here it is. I suck. A week ago I talked about how I Eat Clean. Except for yesterday morning. Apparently everything that I know about health was thrown out the window when I ate the bowl of Fruit Loops. I don’t even like Fruit Loops. I never buy junk like that.

But last weekend we took a 5 hour drive to visit my parents (5 hours in the car with three small children… ever tried it? No? lucky you!). So it was time to come home from my parents house and the drive started right at snack time. In a very quick last ditch effort we stopped at the grocery store and grabbed the first thing we saw. It was already getting late and we just wanted to be home, we didn’t

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