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I’d Do Anything for My Kids – Except Share My Snacks
I would give anything for my children — seriously, I’d trade my life for theirs without a second thought. If they needed an organ or a blood transfusion, I’d be the first in line for the procedure. I’d traverse any wilderness, crawling through the harshest conditions to protect them from pain or sorrow. Yet, there’s one small but crucial boundary I refuse to cross: sharing my snacks.
Let’s be clear — when it comes to my food, there’s no “we” involved. I understand that as a parent, I should demonstrate generosity and selflessness, and I do my best every single day. However, when my little ones approach with those big, hopeful eyes, begging for a taste of what I’m enjoying, they’re met with a firm and unapologetic “no.” Honestly, if they persist, they might just find themselves on the receiving end of an accidental nibble.
I’m not being harsh; I have legitimate reasons for keeping my food to myself. For starters, kids can be incredibly unsanitary. I’ve witnessed their fingers digging into places they shouldn’t be, only to touch my snacks afterward. They often leave remnants of chewed food in cups, not to mention the string of saliva that seems to defy physics as it dangles from their lips to my glass. When it comes to food, I simply can’t tolerate such grossness.
And let’s not forget about the fairness factor – my kids indulge in all sorts of sweet treats while I’m left with the healthier options. They come home with cupcakes from school birthdays and lollipops from the bank drive-thru, while I restrict my own sugar intake to fit into my clothes. So when I finally treat myself to something special, they should think twice before asking me to share. After all, they’ve had their fill of sugary delights already.
It’s not like I’m denying my children sustenance; they’re well-fed and healthy. I’m not hoarding snacks while they wait, starving like Oliver Twist. If I happen to have something particularly delectable, like a box of Girl Scout cookies, you can bet I’ll stash them away to enjoy in peace. I’m not munching on treats in front of them while they nibble on carrot sticks.
Being a mom means giving endlessly. My days are filled with driving them around, remembering important details, advocating for them, mediating their squabbles, and helping with homework. If I want to keep something as trivial as my snacks to myself, I refuse to feel guilty about it. After all, it’s one of the few things that’s truly mine.
I’m not withholding love or guidance; I’m just keeping that hidden stash of chocolate safe in the back of my drawer.
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Summary
In conclusion, while I would do anything for my children, sharing my food is one line I won’t cross. The reasons are clear: kids can be messy, and they already enjoy plenty of treats. I’m all about nourishing them, but when it comes to my snacks, they need to respect my space.