Grown Up

I think 2012 might actually be the year I become a grown up!  Well, maybe not completely become a grown up, but at least try to eat like one.  As I write this, I’m eating vegetable soup for lunch…not Kraft macaroni and cheese like my three year old daughter who actually asks to have vegetables with her meals.  That’s a pretty grown up thing to eat, right (the soup, not the mac ‘n cheese)? And, believe it or not, I’m actually eating the vegetables in the soup, not eating around them, or swallowing them whole so I don’t have to taste them, or only eating the noodles in the soup.  Stop the presses!

When we go out to eat, I get a little jealous of the fabulous choices on the kids’ menus – chicken fingers, mac ‘n cheese, grilled cheese sandwiches, pasta with butter sauce.  Mmmm, now we’re talking.  I sometimes make Abby order one of those items just so I can eat it without feeling silly for ordering from that menu.    

Confession: I had to take a break from writing this post in order to deal with a minor “potty issue” with my vegetable-eating daughter.  After cuddling with her on the couch, I decided what would really be nice for our cuddle session was a bowl of popcorn (the chemical infused microwaveable popcorn, of course) with extra melted butter and parmesan cheese on top, because, really, how else are you supposed to eat popcorn?  I really had to convince Miss Vegetables that she should eat some too, even though she didn’t want to because she was still traumatized from some popcorn getting stuck in her teeth the last time I made her eat it with me.  Needless to say, my half-eaten bowl of vegetable soup got dumped down the drain.  It looks like I won’t be eating like a grown up after all, at least not today.  There, I said it.