Our precious little munchkin had an ENT appt. yesterday afternoon to make sure that her tubes are still in place, and still doing their job. Fortunately, they are, and she hasn't had an ear infection for a long time. On our way home, we were stopped at a red light, and the little one blurts out "feeench fies, mommy, feeeeench fies..... pease" rubbing her chest like a mad woman to do the sign for "please" in sign language. That is the moment that the hubster and myself stop, look at each other, and
kinda laugh about the fact that our not-even-2-year-old knows what logo McDonalds has and what she gets from there freak out because we feel like BAD BAD parents. No kid that young should know what McDonalds is, and what they get there. It was even more of a wake-up call for us to show that we absolutely NEED to get our butts in gear, and get our lives turned around. You never know the damage you're doing until your kid pipes up to let you know... maybe you need to change some things, parental units... like ASAP. Needless to say, there will be no more drive-thrus for us. Last week, we even exercised 4 out of the 5 days during the work week. I guess it's better to get the wake-up call now, and know we need to change; then have it be too late, and have her only want these bad things all the time. Then she'd end up in an unhealthy situation that could cost her her life.
**** Putting tail between my legs, my head is down, my ears are back, and I am hiding in the corner so the world doesn't know what a horrible parent I actually am! ****