We are only two days into summer, and already I can feel my standards slipping. Bedtime has gone out the window, the Monkey has already watched two PG-13 movies that he’s NEVER been allowed to see before, and, most notably, we’ve eaten Oreos for breakfast.
Oreos. For Breakfast.
Now, while I’m lax about a lot of things, I do try to maintain some healthy influence over my children’s eating habits. But something about summer makes poor choices easier to justify. I try to ease my guilty conscience with a little game I like to call “Find the Food Groups”.