
Growing up my mom used to call me a junk food junkie. I LOVE horrible food. Not so much deep fried or anything like that. I can take or leave french fries and crisps, and I would rather not eat candy then eat the sugary stuff aka sweet tarts, nerds etc. My junk of choice is chocolate, with a little ice cream on the side and washed down with a freezing cold soda. My mom didn’t let us drink soda as kids except for special occasions, like birthdays or Christmas. We would also get a can of our favorite in our field trip lunches, which incidentally were always the best lunches EVER! The fact that I ate a ton of crap as a teenager never seemed to have much effect on me. I swam competitively through my freshman year at college so this meant I was working out several hours a day. Instead of the freshman 15 I was down to my smallest weight since I was a young teen. This was mainly because my diet consisted of nothing for breakfast, a candy bar and soda for lunch and something carbie for dinner. I chalk this up to the fact that I lived in an apt freshman year where you made your own food. I just decided it was easier not to eat. Honestly if my mom hadn’t come down once a week with some groceries I think I might have become malnourished ha! Once I stopped swimming competitively my mom warned that my metabolism would catch up to me. Honestly I was genuinely scared about this. Ironically enough though when my metabolism did catch up to me it turned out I inherited my dads. He could always eat what ever he wanted and only fluctuate a few pounds in either direction. What is completely unfortunate about this is it meant I didn’t change my habits at all. I STILL eat horribly. I never eat breakfast. It is always the most hectic time at our house. Chris sits down and eats with the kiddos so there is a parent there while I am running around the house like a mad women trying to remember all the various “show and tells” and “theme of the day” items. Once I get Sawyer on the bus and the rest of the kids in the car to take Finn to school I have kind of lost that hunger edge and figure I will just wait for lunch since I will be running around all morning. Once I drop Finn off generally head one of three places, Target, Giant grocery store or Costco. We are always in “need” of something that I forgot on the last trip. We race through the store and I toss in my favorite, a york peppermint pattie and a coke at the check out. This now becomes my lunch because by the time we pick up Finn and get everyone back in the house the kids are demanding various items for their own lunch and before I know it the girls are down for naps and it is Finn and me time. He doesn’t especially like when I am distracted during this time so there goes my chance to eat some sort of normal lunch. Evie wakes up, we all head down to the park and wait until we go meet Sawyer at the bus stop. Sawyer of course being Mr. Social has already scheduled a bazillion play dates so we stay outside until Dad gets home. At which I time I think “Dang it! Dinner!” I attempt to throw together some semblance of a meal. We have family time, bathe the kids, get them in bed and I sit down for “free time”. It is now I realize I am still hungary so I grab some oreos or another coke etc. This goes around and around. Often dinner ends up being take out because I have forgotten a key element in what ever dinner I miraculously thought to thaw the meat for. Where is the water? Where is the fresh fruit? It isn’t that we don’t have them. Our kiddos are fruitaholics. When we are out of apples I literally get a lecture from Sawyer. Now maybe I should be grateful that I have a speedy metabolism. The thing about it is, I feel awful. My Dad (Dad if you happen to be reading this I love you!) is a slender guy, he plays tennis several times a week with buddies. A few years ago he went to have a body scan and they found some heart trouble. He ended up having a sixtuplet bypass. SIXTUPLET! I didn’t even know that was possible. Looking at him you would never think we would have a heart like that but guaranteed it is due to all the horrible food he eats. My mom used to say you are what you eat and apparently I am junk. I am just horrible at food planning. I really genuinely want to make a change but it seems so over whelming. Where do you start? Have you seen the rise in cancer and other diseases? I swear it is because we are such an unhealthy society. I don’t want that for my kids, but I have no idea what to do. How do you handle it? Is there a book I should read? A method I should follow? I want this to be realistic. We are not going vegan. But there has to be some way that I can make us healthier with out dominating my life. We have tried weekly schedules but it gets so boring. I guess what I want is someone to tell me “when you go to the grocery store get these items A B & C this will mean you have everything to need to make these meals X Y Z”. I would LOVE to find something before we head to Paris so then when we get there we can just pretend to the kiddos that paris doesn’t have fruit snacks and goldfish crackers etc. I know this is a big change, a lifestyle change but I am beyond ready to make it. So, I am asking for some friendly advice. If someone has written a healthy cook book for the none healthy cooker that would be perfect
I know ya’ll have some suggestions lets hear them!
Cheers!
Kelly
(as I write this I polished off my pattie and coke from Target….yeah this is sad)


















You know what I am making for Evie’s birthday party in a few weeks!! Plus they just added this adorable tote pattern:

Sawyer is positively thrilled to be six. After his birthday while I was tucking him in he said “mom I totally can’t believe I am six!”
I can’t believe you are six either Sawyer! Time goes by WAYYYY to fast.
Though I have to say I am loving this age! He still believes in “magic” and doesn’t know for sure what is real and what isn’t. But can be reasoned with and understand actions and consequences so much better. The other night after watching Kung Foo Panda 2 we had this funny conversation:
He is such a sweet boy and we are so infinitaly blesses having him as the big brother in our family





























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