My 8-year old is an adventurous eater. He eats tofu for breakfast (I like tofu as much as the next liberal-minded, vegetarian, organic granola-eating hippie, but for breakfast?) He noshes down on Indian, Thai, Sushi. And he practically drinks Frank's Red Hot Sauce.
But he won't drink milk.
I worry about his bones. So I decided to splash a little chocolate syrup in his milk.
Being a liberal-minded, vegetarian, organic granola-eating hippie, I struggled with it. Sugar is The Enemy. Obesity a Growing Epidemic.
But bones are important. So we splashed on.
Then my 10-year old began demanding chocolate syrup in his milk. What next -- Froot Loops?
I let it slide. And still, we splashed on.
So far, their teeth have not fallen out (apart from the usual tooth-fairy business one would expect from young men of their age). Their nails look good. And I trust their bones are growing stronger.
Because for once, I didn't let perfect get in the way of pretty damn good. We need to remember that sometimes.
Be good with being pretty damn good. Splash on.