OK, I have diverted. Today's topic that caught my eyes is :
A study that suggests that young children who do not eat healthily are more likely to grow up into violent teenagers must have many parents worried.
Found in The Star. My ass! Common sense tells me that it is not so much the food but the parents' negligence. Parents who are too busy to play their roles as parents, i.e. to provide protection, nurturing, sustenance, guidance and role model. They could be out there, trying to earn a few more bucks, leaving their kids to grow up without all these things.
It gives me a certain fuzzy feeling when I see my kids enjoying whatever I had dished out. And I know they also have some fuzzy feeling knowing that what they are eating are things that I had laboured with love. Often, I would yell for one particular kid to come and taste my cooking while I am cooking because things have to suit his taste. It made him feel important. Or I would be taking orders like some waitress. ( Read Love Bites) Though I do ngam-ngam-cham-cham while doing it, my kids know that it is what makes a family.
So, to all the 'experts', here's what my kid says (go guess which finger he used). His mouth is messed up with creamy sauce from pasta I cooked, his face mirrors the satisfaction of having a home and home-cooked meals.