I've mentioned my son on occasion. He's 25, a struggling musician and college student. He's my heart beat. When he came along my whole outlook on life changed. It might sound cliche, but it's true. Before being a mom, I was reckless and did a lot of risky things with no regard for my own life. Love changes you and I'm so glad it does.
Anyway, when R was little, he liked veggies, but only liked them raw. So, we ate lots of carrots and broccoli and spinach salads. When he went to elementary school, he learned that green food was a bad thing and never touched another vegetable. Really, I had to puree the stuff and mix it in foods so he wouldn't know he was eating them. Peer pressure is a bad, bad thing.
Fortunately, R inherited some good genetic traits from ex-husband-nonpresent-parent: a great metabolism. He's been less active lately and I think he's starting to see that eating fast food and sporadic workouts are not good for the long haul.
Well, since I've been working really hard at trying to live a healthier lifestyle, R is taking notice. He told me yesterday that he wants to get off sugar added stuff, eat more veggies, and go whole grain. Did you hear that? I swear I think I heard the hallelujah choir singing just now, lol.
Kids. When you try to tell them stuff, they don't want to listen. But eventually, they reach that age where they see life with their own eyes and take it all in. I'd like to think that I played a part in helping R see that eating healthier and becoming more active is important and worth the effort. Who knows, maybe I did. But it could also be just him growing up and I'm okay with that!