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The Greatest Show On Earth . . . Part 2

Circus popcorn

I told you Monday about how we got into the circus for the low low. Now I’ll tell you how I kept quiet a couple of little boys who eat for sport … and want everything in sight.

– Feed them – good – before we go inside. And I don’t mean in the food court of the venue, where prices are sky high. We stroll past Chick Fil A or another restaurant where it’s food they like, they can fill up, and it doesn’t break the bank.
– Strike up a deal, almost immediately. Their eyes will glaze over at the toys and gadgets they could buy. Then hamburgers, hot dogs and pizza, oh my! I scope out the prices and find something they can both SHARE. Don’t you want Popcorn? Bingo. Redirected.
– Bring in a few goodies of your own, if you can. A snack pack of cheezits or something similar can go a long way after the salt and butter of the popcorn have worn off.
– Eat slowly. Doesn’t always work, but I try to slow them down.
– Give them something to look forward to. No, I’m not going to buy any other items (gotta stick to my budget). But when we get home we’ll have a special snack and talk about our fun time.
My tricks don’t always work, but use a few together … and you’ve got a winner.

Results will outweigh the pain (I think) . . .

It’s time. We’ve got to make some radical changes in the way we eat in our household. It’s not bad right now, actually. We eat out maybe twice per month, always wanting to make sure the boys have a homecooked meal with vegetables. We have a lot of fruit in the house, and often eat it as snacks. But … we also eat a lot of dairy (I love cheese), a lot of bread, and a lot of other snacks besides fruit … (borderline choco-holic, thank you very much). But some things have got to change….

I’m seeing more and more allergies crop up. And the doctor couldn’t diagnose the source of my son’s stomach pain… so he was given a prescription instead. I may not know the exact source, but I sure know a good place to start.

Pray for me. I love meat. And I really like sweets. Not going cold turkey. But something’s gotta give . . .