There is a one flaw in my plan: She's four. She has no desire to eat better. Some days she has no desire to eat at all and would be perfectly happy drinking glass after glass of Ovaltine. Plus, there is no reasoning with her and she doesn't even understand bribes yet. So I have to resort to trickery. Occasionally I sneak veggies into her food but I know this isn't good for building a lifelong love of good stuff. I have to make eating the good stuff fun.
Yesterday I broke the routine and packed her lunch in a picnic basket, grabbed some blankets, and we went out to the backyard.
She was totally excited about the idea of a picnic.While we ate she told me stories. Stories about Spongebob Squarepants and crabby patties and how Plankton is always trying to steal the secret formula. (Spongebob is a huge part of our lives.) Maybe this was what was missing from our usual lunches, the togetherness and the chit chat. Normally when she's eating, I'm cleaning the kitchen or folding laundry.
After awhile she was all talked out and she had eaten her lunch (an organic yogurt tube and a peanut butter sandwich--it was on disgusting cheap white bread, but whatever---I'm choosing my battles at this point.) Almost unbelievably she then laid next to me and rested for a bit. It didn't last long, but the few moments of quiet were nice.
I think I accomplished a lot with this little picnic. The girl ate something moderately healthy and I was reminded that there is nothing wrong with taking a few moments to relax everyday.
Yesterday my friend CT was talking about stopping to notice and enjoy the everyday things we may take for granted. I know I'm guilty of overlooking some of the good in my life. Being a stay at home mom can be a drag a lot of the times but yesterday was fun. What other job allows you to leave work and sit on a Spongebob blanket with your daughter and bunch of Yo Gabba Gabbas?