My son is home from college (for about two weeks between his summer job on campus and the start of the fall semester). His arrival was heralded by thoughts of food.
Last time he visited, I baked him his favorite cookies. Yes, I showed my love with food. And I had an internal debate about doing it (which you can read here). And while he was home, I spent almost as much time thinking about the darn cookies on the kitchen counter as I did time appreciating my son’s company! (You can read about that here.)
So here I sit again, with cookies on the brain. Darn, even my computer has cookies!
But I am bound and determined to learn from my mistakes missteps on my journey and I have learned a lot about the affect of home-baked treat temptation. So, this sometimes smart dieter is still going to bake for her son, but I will only do so the day before he leaves so that the cookies are around for as short a time as possible! And he can think of me when he eats them on his drive back to campus and while hanging out in his dorm:)
So far I am steadfastly resisting the the other food temptation that his visit has thrown at me. Like lunch after lunch of macaroni and cheese. And restaurant meals. And the great love of my life bagels. And let me tell you, the smell of frozen pizza heated in the oven lingers tauntingly for a very long time!
I love having my son home. Someday, maybe, I will welcome him without my mind going to food. Maybe not though… since just having him here means stocking the pantry and planning his favorite meals. And, yes, baking him cookies.