"Is that organic?" How many times have I asked that question in the grocery store since my daughter was born? Over/under 500? Yet I'll return home from the store and destroy a box of Oreos and Doritos (cool ranch, duh.) We want the best for our kids. But we don't always follow suit.
I come home from work and my man is whipping up a kale smoothie. He has steak on the grill and is ready to mix it with swiss chard and quinoa for our little one. Yet, he and I are eating pizza for dinner. He is so in love with our girl that he wants to make sure she has everything we never had and that she is free of all the junk we put in our bodies.
After a late day in the office, I'll feed her some pasta from the day before because it's easy. He will make sure his little angel has a balanced diet full of greens and fruits and grains with protein of course. Dads are invaluable and my girl has one of the best around. Every once in a while tho
, he mixes in a cookie or a sip of soda. You gotta live a little!