Confessions of a Tater-Tot Mom
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As mothers, I think we all tend to be a little too hard on ourselves when it comes to raising our children. Just yesterday I turned on the news and was coldly slapped in the face with the latest “evidence” that proves, once again, how I am doing it all wrong. Am I raising healthy, productive individuals, or am I failing them miserably?
It is within this atmosphere of critical scrutiny that I’ve decided to bare all to my sister mothers, to prance around in my dirty laundry for all to see, judge, and compare. Do not read on if you are faint of heart or have high blood pressure.
Welcome to my shame...
I allow my kids to watch more than two hours of television a day. I am not lazy or uneducated or even unkind. I just seriously do not believe that the things I do right, like reading to them, exposing them to art and culture, demanding good manners, having family meals, etc. will all be for naught because I let them watch a Dora the Explorer marathon every now and then. To be honest, there have been days when the tube was never even turned off.
I did not give my kids a single vegetable last night for dinner. Sure, I usually do, but last night was crazy, so I tossed fish sticks and tater tots in front of them. And ya know what? They loved it. I did, too. Yes, they also eat vegetables and know all about healthy foods, yet I bet there is a study somewhere that links tator-tot consumption to obesity.
Is laying around in your jammies considered "sloth"? —>