It takes a lot of energy to be in the dreamy-eyed wonder, giggly, belly-laughing frame of mind. The first culprit on my list was sugar.
If I was going to talk the talk, I needed to walk the walk which would mean giving up my 11:00, 1:00, 3:00 and 5:00, 6:00, 7:00 and 9:00 sugar pick-me-ups. I made the announcement at dinner and it was met with varied reactions. "Wait a minute!" said my daughter. "You've been getting seconds on dessert? No fair. Totally, no fair."
"You're right," I said. "That's why I'm not going to do it anymore. I'll eat snacks when you guys do."
My husband had some concerns of his own. "Umm, is this like a diet?"
"No, no," I clarified. "Not a diet. Just about eating healthy foods so that I have more energy." I knew where he was going with the diet thing and just between you and me and the rest of the world that reads this blog, I'm not so fun to be around when I'm hungry.
I suddenly realized why she was eating so slowly. Because that was all the chocolate she was going to get! And it was all the chocolate I was going to get too!!
At 9:00, when I normally have one last little something sweet, I walked into the kitchen. The leftover Christmas cookies came out of the freezer. I got as far as opening the box before I stopped. Then I asked myself, what would I tell the kids if they still wanted a cookie after dessert? I'd tell them to eat some protein. I really, really wanted that cookie but it turns out the prospect of living like a kid was even more tantalizing.
The cookies went back into the freezer and I grabbed a cheese stick.
My husband wandered into the kitchen and said, "I thought you said no snacking."
I threw the wrapper at him. After all, this IS my chance to live like a kid.