When you are put into a position where you are responsible for the things that go into a little person’s body, one whom you love so very much like your kids, you start to stop and look at exactly what you are giving that little person. I used to care a lot less about what I gave my kids and I think I used to know a lot less about what I actually was giving them.
I was raised on Chef Boyardee, Hamburger Helper, Kool-Aid and McDonald’s. I turned out alright…even though I struggled with my weight from 8th grade through college….
As my kids (and I) grow older though, I have started to read the labels of things. This doesn’t mean I don’t give them stuff I know is not good for them. It just means I at least look at it.
Easter was one of those times where I happened to look at the labels on the candies the kids were given. I was floored by the amount of junk in the candies! (I’ve since moved towards dried fruit and other things that are “like” candy but not quite this bad; marshmallows, fruit snacks, etc.) I can’t say I don’t give them any candy (they had Mike and Ike’s and some little chocolate eggs in their baskets) but I can say I’ve scaled WAAAAAYYYY back on how much they get.
Just as a fun example take this “Reester” chocolate-peanut-butter bunny the boys each got in their baskets. (not from us, sorry family member who shall remain namelessly under the bus 😉 )
The label on the back is nice and sweet if you aren’t using your basic math skills. It looks pretty harmless at first glance. Oh, only 180 calories?
Uh-huh, until you do the math.
Wow. If you were watching your calories and attempting to stay in the 1200-1500 range, you would have 480-780 calories left for the whole day. Ew.
It’s so gross just thinking about it.
I’m not as healthy a cook or consumer as I’d like to be. But whoa, is that ever a wake up call!