The Great Cookie Experiment

The results are in!  (See yesterday’s post) 

Yesterday morning was awful.  Grace couldn’t pay attention to anything.  She was running, jumping, flipping things around, and eating cookies and milk for breakfast.  Yep, eating it again for breakfast.  I didn’t say anything to her about it.  Yikes, I really felt sorry for what her teacher and her classmates would have to endure for the day! 

A bit later in the morning I had to go to school because I forgot to send lunch money with her.  I found her eating lunch, or supposed to be eating lunch at her table in the cafeteria.  She looked ragged and tired.  I told her why I was there and we went over to the lunch room assistants and handed over the lunch money.  As I walked her back to her table I told her I thought her lunch looked yummy (she was munching on grapes but the soft taco was left un-touched).

When Grace got home from school she looked tired.  I offered cookies but she refused.  She sat around reading books and then tried to practice her violin.  Her behavior was not very acceptable (especially with the violin in her hand) so she had to go to her room for about 15 or 20 minutes.  I’m sure it was still residual from lots of cookies and not enough good food to eat. (And if I was lucky she had cookies in her classroom for a snack!) So we talked about her behavior and how eating good food or junk food can affect it.

I was making a roast for dinner when Grace told me she was hungry.  She couldn’t wait for dinner.  I asked her if she was having cookies, to which she replied and emphatic NO!  As we discussed the cookies I told her that IF she was having dinner with us she would NOT spit any food out.  She would eat her meal and not complain about it. We came to an agreement.

Dinner was ready and we sat down to the table and began our meal.  And guess what?  She complimented me on the roast, told me how wonderful it all tasted and….. she finished eating the same time I did!  Wow!  The great cookie experiment worked.  I was in awe.

After dinner she followed me around like she always does, loving on me, telling me nice things.  And when it time for bed she did her night routine without one complaint!  Wow, cookies make a lot of things better.

She went to bed and didn’t even get up for her nightly “I need this ….” or “Mom, what day did you say your birthday was on?”  It was like I had a new kid.

So, there you have it in black and white.  And all’s quiet on the homefront.  Well, at least for now, Grace gets up in an hour and then we start all over again.  But it was good while it lasted.

 

Thanks for listening ~