Over the summer, our family was beach bound. The trip was relaxing, but we did finally confront an enemy. There's only so many times you can watch your 4-year-old flip, flop, flail, and flounder around the floor. It's not that my son was bad, but when he decided to pop the cork on that bottled-up energy, it was as if Hurricane Jack had stormed the condo. There's nothing complicated about how this category-5 storm was created. That would be that white lookin' stuff, better known as sugar. Lots of it.
When Hurricane Jack finally plowed a path back home, it was way past time to take action. His daily diet was about to get an adjustment. The first thing I did was grab a bottle of grape juice, which was very popular in our house. BAM! 38 grams of sugar per serving. What? The orange juice...BAM! Another 30-something grams of sugar. Then I grabbed the yogurt I was so proud of giving him. BAM! 17 grams of sugar. Huh? Finally, I grabbed a very "healthy" food Jack's been eating since he was a year old. BAM! 11 grams of sugar. At that point, was it really necessary to see the stats on the vanilla wafers or ice-cream? Didn't think so.
After a few weeks of refining his menu, Jack's hyper behavior never exceeds tropical-storm status. Those hurricane days have blown over. So folks, read the labels. There's a lot of food out there pretending to be "healthy." You'd be amazed at how many of these foods are bombarded with our sweet enemy.