I enjoyed your article in the Philly inquirer this morning (I was eating cholesterol reducing corn muffins while I read).

One thing that is very different in raising my children vs. growing up in the late 60’s is portion control. But it was not called that! First, we had to ask for a snack . SO if I asked,”Mom can I have a cookie?” If the answer was affirmative it went like this,” You may have 2.”

My mom, being a child of the depression, was probably trying to be frugal and also have cookies available for her other five children. It wasn’t until college that I ever heard of people eating entire sleeves of cookies in one sitting.

But in raising my children, we definitely have a supersize me attitude. We are fortunate to have three normal size children (saving # 2 who is now sporting the freshman 15), and one underweight one.

Suggestions for a new article: Moms like me with the underweight child taking AD/HD meds like concerta. They have no appetite. Getting the calories in is a daily grind, and
you want to maximize them. It is so awful to get the BMI letter from the school each year,”Johnny is on the 4th percentile for BMI…”

THoughts on HOW to maximize each bite would be appreciated. There are many of us out there–I know it is kind of countercultural, but we are there.

Thanks!

Maria