Dear Izzy, Max, and Kate,
We don’t need a life coach at our house. We have you, Izzy. I’m constantly finding your notes around the house ranging from “how to save the planet” to this blue print for each of us to have a “Healthy Life.”
My goal, according to you, is Full Ironman (ahem, FULL REV) by September 7th, 2013. All I need to do to achieve that goal and ultimately have a healthy life is “don’t eat sweets.”
You know me too well, daughter.
A couple of nights ago I brought home the smallest things of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. Single serve containers. One for each of us. As I tore off the plastic wrapper from my Cherry Garcia (2nd favorite flavor behind Phish Food) ice cream you looked at me and smiled:
“Daddy, no sweets. Remember? FULL REV?”
I begged your forgiveness and asked for…