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Healthy-ish Pumpkin Muffins

My girls take a snack to school every day, and it’s turned into a struggle. If they had their druthers, they’d happily eat nothing but yogurt-in-a-tube or Swedish fish every day of their lives, but, unfortunately for them, they don’t have their druthers. They have mine. (And at this point I don’t even know what a druther is. But let’s carry on.) They’ll take fruit to school, but only if they don’t have to bite into it (“We don’t have time for all that!” they wail). They’ll ask for a bag of Doritos, and I just laugh and laugh (“But [insert classmate’s name here] [and here] [and here] always gets to pack Doritos! Why can’t we?” they weep). And then finally I give up and throw some pretzels at them and tell them if they don’t like it, they don’t have to eat it, but that’s a waste of food and sorry, no, I don’t think your teachers would really appreciate if I…

Like Mother, Like Daughter

I was getting the girls’ snacks together before school today, and I told each of them that they could choose a small candy from their trick-or-treating stash to throw in along with what I’d already packed. Saoirse took so long to go through what she had that I just moved around her, waiting for her to come up for air. But she didn’t come up for air. I turned around to find her with her head in her bucket. As I watched, she lifted her face up and inhaled a deep breath through her nose. I wish you could have seen the smile on her face. “I love the smell of Halloween!” she said. I turned around so she couldn’t the piece I’d just unwrapped and shoved into my mouth. It’s too bad, because I was going to say that I absolutely couldn’t agree with her more.   &nbsp…

Somebody Ate All the Crab Chips, Too

I have to be honest with you: unless they’re eating fruit or celery or something gloriously healthy (“Mom? Do we have anything else?” “NO.”), I make most of the snacks we give our kids. I know. I’m rolling my eyes at me, too. But bear with me as I explain. David and I are trying to consciously cut back on all the trash we produce (well, mainly me. David tries but he really likes Pop-Tarts and those Herr’s Crab Chips, and there’s no zero waste aficionado on earth who can convince him to, I don’t know, dig his own potatoes and make his own. Though I’ve probably tried). I know it sounds hippie, but I’ve always been like this, really, and well…I don’t know. We’re trying. If I can fill a thermos instead of buying a water bottle, I’ll do it. I’m not crazy, just inherently guilt-ridden. Anyway. So. Because of my naturally hippie ways, combined with a way-too well-versed knowledge of all the different forms of MSG…