By Betsy Hart/@Scripps Howard News Service/ June 21, 2007
“Snack.†I hate the very word.
With four kids, I’m always on some list or other to provide them. Or rather “it.†“Snack†is now a plural. As in, “mom, it’s your turn to bring ‘snack’.†I don’t mean yogurt and fruit on a summer afternoon at my house. I mean a sweet sugary treat at every organized event the kids attend. Every sports event, every school event, every church event, every recreation department event now includes “snack.†These kids can’t go two hours without some sugary treat being provided in some official capacity. (Being the snack-mom and showing up with mini-water bottles and packs of carrots could socially ruin a child. I threaten my children with it, but I haven’t actually done it – yet.)
Several years ago, a young French woman stayed with my young family and me for a few weeks during the summer. A sweet girl, she didn’t think much of America. Too many flags displayed, too much hard work, and far too few stories on the evening news about foreign news events for her taste. She was French so, well, I wasn’t offended.
The place I agreed with her was on Americans and food. She simply couldn’t believe that there was nothing we could do that didn’t involve food and treats. Absolutely no organized event, particularly for children, could forgo them. Apparently in France, they are actually able to hold school pageants and sports events for children without sugary food being part of it. They can even go to the museum there without the children being promised an ice cream.
Who knew?
Look, I’m hardly holding the French up as an example for anything, and for all I know this is just a reaction to their war –deprived past.
But I have to think they are onto something here.
My second grader, Maddie, played baseball again this season. Her team coaches, bless them, decided the team would NOT be providing “snack†after every game. So Maddie’s team started raiding the other team’s “snack†and getting the leftovers. Our team capitulated, and pretty soon our parents were bringing “snack.â€
Then there are the park district activities. The two younger ones are in day camp. 1:00 – 3:00 in the afternoons. One can presume the children have eaten lunch before they arrive. Never mind, parents must take turns providing “snack†each day.
Oh, and school? When I was a kid, past kindergarten there was no such thing as “snack†or snack time. There was lunch. Period. Today? It’s all about. . . “snackâ€! Every parent has to take turns providing it for the younger grades, or send one with their child in the older grades.
What is this with constant eating? I get irritated my kids expect three meals a day, and then to throw “snack†in on top of it makes me really crazy. On top of everything else, it’s a time waster. Why can’t they do like I do? Coffee in the morning, “grazing†about 2:00, and some sort of dinner, if it seems really necessary, about 7:00? My life would be so much easier but no – they insist on actual meals. Sigh.
(My own mother would sometimes declare, “dinner is cancelled due to lack of interest.†Seriously. )
Well meals, and a piece of fruit in between if one gets hungry, are one thing. But the routine of sugary “snack†is ridiculous. No wonder by the year 2010 almost half of all American kids will be overweight or obese. (In 1970 that figure was about 4 percent.) They’re growing up to think that if they exercise for 30 minutes a gooey treat is part of cool down time.
I hate “snack.â€
Okay I’m determined, the next time it’s my turn to bring snack for anything, to make it carrots maybe with a little French dressing for dipping, and some water bottles. There, I’m putting it in writing. Maybe, at the very least, I’ll create such a stir that I will get off “snack†rotation once and for all.

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