I hide in the kitchen to eat treats so I won’t have to share them with my three year old.
I’m not talking about simply stepping into the kitchen either. I mean ducking into the one corner of the room you can’t see from the gated doorway. Almost pressing myself against the fridge so I can eat a my New Years’ chocolate, or breakfast pastry in peace.
Sometime I’m simply greedy, and I don’t want to share my treat. Yep, I’m a horrible person. But more often it’s that what I’m eating is something she’s not allowed. Too much sugar. Too much salt. I don’t let her have junk food.
Which begs the question, What am I doing pressed up against my fridge, hiding so I can eat some puff pastry? If it’s so awful that I won’t allow my children to eat it, what the heck am I doing putting it in my bod? Yeah I don’t feel like answering that one.
So tell me, do you eat things you won’t let your kids have? Do you keep treats from them? Ever find yourself hiding out to have a snack?
To top it off my three year old has treat radar. If I try and eat a breakfast croissant or some strudel she can tell. From two rooms away I will hear Grace’s little voice chiming out, “What’s the crunching noise?” (Seriously, crunching? How can she hear me chewing from two rooms away??)
“Mama are you eating something? Can I share?!” She pops up at the gate to the kitchen while I’m trying to look busy and innocent. “What’s in your mouth right now? What was that in your mouth? I thought I saw you chewing something?”
I don’t want to give my kid some kind of food complex. I just want to eat my danish in peace, and not in pieces. Instead I have to deal with the treat inquisition. Sigh.