Last Saturday afternoon I broke with my usual healthy eating habits. I made “pigs in a blanket” from a pack of Hebrew National Hotdogs and a tube of Pillsbury crescent dough. Then I ate four of them. I suffered acute sodium overload. I was a cranky, sad mess until the salt was flushed from my system late Sunday evening. I had no patience for my daughter, blamed my husband for all my problems and sat around crying. It became obvious where I went wrong as my dry mouth prompted me to drain glass after glass of water. I knew I had only myself to blame. Then I thought, “how much of bad parenting and poorly behaved children is attributable to poor eating?”
Lesson: Stick with the whole grains and hummus. Bad food is bad parenting.