Before I start this post, let me just say that I am not a nutrition fanatic, nor do I force my two children to eat broccoli 24/7. But, my wife and I do like to incorporate some nutritional value into our kids’ meals when we can. Having said that, I’d like to lodge a complaint.
My younger sister gave me (and by extension, my family) a wonderful birthday gift last November: four tickets to the Cleveland Cavaliers vs. the Indiana Pacers. They live in the Cleavland area and are huge Cavs fans. In fact, we got her 4 year old a Lebron James Fathead for Christmas this year! The tickets were for the Friday night game in Indianapolis, so we decided to make a fun trip of it. The game was great. My boys were absolutely blown away by the size of the NBA players when seen live. But I digress. This post is about childhood obesity.
So yesterday, rather than heading straight back, we decided to take the boys to Indianapolis’ Children’s Museum. The museum was great and the boys really liked it. When it came time for lunch, we went to the food court inside the museum. Since the museum is focused on children, and because the majority of the exhibits were related to science in one way or another, I expected the options to be decent. Boy was I disappointed. Here were the choices:
- (Fried) chicken fingers
- (Greasy) pizza
- (Fatty) hamburgers
Remember, this is at a children’s museum. It seems hard for me to believe that we complain about childhood obesity when, at an institution built specifically to foster learning in our children, the best we can offer is fried chicken. Knowing I was going to be running later that day, I looked around for something decent to eat to fuel me up a bit, and the best I could come up with was pre-packaged yogurt. Had I wanted empty, deep fried calories, my options were limitless; something even mildly good for me (and my children): one item.
I will now officially dismount my soapbox.