Snacks Happen!

“Sometimes, snacks happen, Mamma!” My 3 year old piped.

How very true! Just the other day, I had a snacking moment in the produce aisle. They wouldn’t miss a couple of grapes, would they?

And, I had one at Monday’s playdate. (Oh, these are for the kids?)

I had several at Costco. …”It bakes in less than 10 minutes, ya don’t say? I think I’ll have another!”

Sometimes, I have a snacking moment while having a lunching moment.

“Want fries with that?”

“Sure.”

I have snacking moments at kid’s birthday parties. “Oh, she doesn’t like pink frosting? Let me help.”

My snacking moments are sometimes disguised as cleaning moments. “Oh, let me lick that off for you!”

Or going green moments. “Don’t wanna waste that one.”

Or spa moments. “Chocolate…Ahhh!”

Or bonding moments. “Of course, I’ll try one of your treats.”

Or Sex Nazi moments “Not now, cowboy. I got a chocolate chip muffin screaming my name.”

Or a sharing moment. “Ya gonna eat that?”

Like tiny sunbeams of delight in your day, snacking moments are little friends, keeping you warm and cozy and cheering you on. Word to the wise, ya gotta sneak ‘em in when ya can. (but you probably already knew that.)