Grandkids’ rehab

This week taking time off from my cataloging job to care for three grandkids has been nothing like what I expected, but after a few days of gaining control of a serious sugar problem, we’re beginning to have some enjoyable moments. When I first arrived, the kids seemed like they were on crack. All they wanted was granola bars and sugary yogurts. They would wait for me to leave the room or turn my back so they could raid the pantry and binge. There is so much HFCS in this house, it’s unreal.

Yesterday when I had baby sister at the park, I came home to wrappers everywhere. Dinner was a bust, needless to say.

I was so discouraged after seeing brother eating sugary cereal and then found him in his room with a huge glass full of more cereal and more spilled all over the kitchen floor. After taking everyone to school, I came home and found a big cardboard box and went through the pantry and put every box of granola bars, candy and cookies in it and placed it high on top of the stacked washer and dryer. I put the sugary yogurts in the very back of the refrigerator.

When the kids got home from school today, everything was out of sight and out of mind. Big sister got home from school and thought she was in charge of doling out snacks. I put a quick stop to that, and everyone seems to be accepting Nana being in charge.  Graham crackers were served, with a glass of milk, and everyone ate a reasonable dinner, served family style. They served themselves their own dinner and there was no bargaining or negotiating. We said grace and amen. Baby sister said she says amen at school!

Kids cannot eat or have an appetite when they are full. Even a few little goldfish crackers given to baby sister at preschool caused her to not eat any lunch. She threw a fit, but all that did was make her tired enough for an afternoon nap. She has taken a nap every day this week, though I was told she does not nap.

Brother was told to clean out the kitty’s litter box. He refused, so I took away the game controllers after warning him he will not have any game access while I am here if he does not do what he was told. I cleaned out the litter box myself and if he wants to play video games, he’ll have to wait for the cat to use her box a few more times before he can earn the privilege back.

The kids are becoming more loving and respectful by the day and I am beginning to enjoy the kids. This evening we watched “Star Struck” while they snuggled with me on the sofa. They went to bed very without incident.

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