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My child ate a poptart today......I know! A freaking poptart! How on earth can I let my child eat something so terrible? I know it's not "organic" or "whole grain" or "all natural", but you know what? I'm normal. Some days I just don't have it in me to make a nutritious breakfast. And when you have a picky eater like my five year old, you're just thankful he is getting something in his stomach before school. 
I know that this popular toaster pastry isn’t exactly packed with vitamins and nutrients. However, I didn’t realize that you are better off skipping breakfast altogether than downing one as you dash out the door.

 Why does society have to find such a problem with each and every food item that we consume? And why are we all so worried about what every mom is feeding her child? Stop showing me articles that are swirling around on social media that break down various foods and why you shouldn't eat them. I get it! I know what's considered "wholesome" and "chemical free" and any other aspect that you find is important. 

 Really is anything considered "safe for consumption" anymore? Now while I don't agree with feeding these "evil, preservative filled foods" to my kids on a regular basis, I do not see an issue with moderation. 

 Let me just make a few confessions and please try to contain your shock and dismay. 
  1. I grew up eating poptarts. 
  2. I even ate hotdogs. 
  3. I even ate cereal for dinner. 
  4. I grew up not even knowing what "organic" was. 
  5. I like to think that I turned out to be a decent human being, despite my consumption choices. 
Now while I rarely eat poptarts now, I don't think it's right to deny my kids the deliciousness that is one of my childhood staples. If you spend your life worrying about everything, then you're not living. Clearly millions of people enjoy eating poptarts because they are still on the grocery store shelves with new flavors. 

 Maybe it's not just about a poptart. It's the overall principle that the poptart represents. There you have it!  



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