I'm really trying. I'm drinking spinach smoothies. I'm walking. I'm snacking on fresh fruit. But recovery is long, the pain is lingering, and my will power dwindles.
So when my dear husband asked me what I wanted for dinner, I smiled guiltily and answered:
"Soft serve ice cream?"
But never fear, dear readers.
Four year old Spiderman immediately turned on me with a serious scowl. "You can't have ice cream. Ice cream," he informed me, "is not healthy. You need to eat healthy food."
Remind me to keep my mouth shut the next time he rolls his eyes at his green peas.
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