This week I am trying to make a concerted effort to eat three square meals a day. This may make me sound crazy because so many of you already do that. I have to force breakfast because I seldom wake up ready to eat. Lunch I can do, but often by the time I am ready for dinner it's already bed time.
This reminds me of a time when my brother was little and he came to stay with me for a week-end. First I had to tell him that all we had for breakfast was ice cream. He was not upset about that. Then at about 2:30 p.m. on Saturday he said, "Are you ever going to feed me lunch?" I forgot, not having any kids of my own, that you have to feed them from time to time. I was better prepared for him the next time he stayed.
Maybe that reminder just made me think that perhaps, if I had ice cream for breakfast I would be more enthusiastic!
I will let you know how it goes in next week's blog.
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