Its confession time. You confessed to making lists and not following them. I feel its right to confess on this side of the country, too.
I have a weakness. I actually have a gazillion weaknesses – and in the food realm, I have touched on these again and again. Coffee? Yes – its okay that its 9 PM. Popcorn? Yes. For lunch and then snack? Yes. Donuts? Are they Sugar Shack? Then, yes.
But you know its an acknowledged weakness that you are slightly ashamed of when you purposefully DON’T buy the ingredients at the store because you know you will make said item and eat. it. all.
Enter, the Rice Krispies. Munchkin saw them at the store and asked if she could have them for breakfast. Innocent enough. And its a big box that’s on sale for less than the little box. Hmmm…. But inside I am having a conversation that goes something like this:
- Me: If you buy that, you know it will take months for her to finish it.
- Me: They are on sale.
- Me: But if you buy that, you know you will make Rice Krispie Treats.
- Me: They are delicious. It’s not a bad idea.
- Me: But if you make them, you know you will eat them. Eat them all.
- Me: But its a big box. I bet I could make two batches and Munchkin would still have some for breakfast. And we could share with friends. I don’t have to eat them all.
- Me: That’s not a bad plan.
- Me: I know.
This inner monologue takes all of a 5 second pause, and the conclusion? “Yes, sweetheart. Go ahead and put it in the basket.” And to follow through with the logical plan, I bought two packages of marshmallows.
We made a batch of “stickies” as Munchkin calls them, and took
90% 75% of them over to a neighbor family. And then I promptly ate all of the rest, but the one Munchkin ate, before the end of the day.
I felt guilty that Matt didn’t get any. And I wanted some more.
So I made another batch the next day, only to have Matt point out that it wasn’t a GF box of Rice Krispies and he couldn’t eat them. Guilt. And how do you deal with that?