Dear God, A Prayer About My Kids Diet. . .

Dear God,

Would you care for a rice cake topped with peanut butter, grated carrots, and honey? No?  How about a cottage-chees sundae?  Perhaps silken tofu with avacado and pear?  None for you, thanks?  Well, guess what, my toddler feels the same way.  He would like to eat Goldfish, graham crackers, cheezits, bananas, Goldfish, fruit snacks, Goldfish, Cheerios, poptarts, Goldfish, mac-and-cheese, hot dogs (the bad kind with nitrates), and Goldfish.  Notice the lack of pureed parsnip, broccoli dippers, or whole-wheat anything.  As my own mother keeps saying, "Those green beans would go down better with a little butter and salt."  I tell her the rules have changed, but in my heart, I think she's right--is a tiny dab of butter and a few grains of salt really going to set my little one on the path to morbid obesity?  Those "best" toddler diets are like world peace.  God, a nice idea but not attainable in our lifetime.  Please help my little mosnsters to grow up healthy, as active and muscley and athletic as they come.  And in the meantime, please don't punish us if we relax a little about what he eats and doesn't eat--including that modern-day manna from heaven, Goldfish. Thank you.

Miss Banana Pants