November is over. I'm not sure where it went but that's beside the point. I made my "Death To Sugar" calender again and despite my best efforts to sabotage my health I ended the month with 15 sugar free days. Not terribly shabby, I think if we went off of percentage I would be averaging slightly better than last month. I planned to take a picture and show you my lack of self restraint, like the week with three days of pie. Or maybe the stupid cookie incident. Those were high points, or maybe it's low? Hmm... Anyhow, the picture. I put the paper on the counter and left the room. The counter was where things went awry. I should know that anything left within reach of short people is likely to have it's molecular structure changed. (Big words huh? I feel smart now.) When I came back my son had already done his damage and left the scene. But sad for him, I know his style. The bench moved to the counter, small pieces of paper, scissors on the floor. Yep, the baby had done his job.
Despite his desire to destroy explore everything I think I'll keep him. Handsome boy.
Proud and semi- sugar free Momma.
PS- One of these days I'll outline my sugar free diet. It's horribly interesting, stay tuned.