BY MIA FREEDMAN
It was the afternoon before school started term 3 and I was stuffed. Actually, I was stoked. Stuffed AND stoked. My pantry was empty (stuffed) but I’d remembered this in time to fill it up! That’s a win right there! Stoked.
Like many parents, I find lunch boxes a challenge. Three kids, morning tea and lunch five days a week. OK, that’s a lie. My eldest runs his own race, I only have to sort the youngest two.
Still, that’s a fair amount of food. Especially when there are requests for VARIETY.
So I bolted to the supermarket and flew up and down the aisles, hurling lunch box supplies into my trolley like a maniac. I had no children with me at the time which made the whole exercise infinitely more efficient. No nagging. No arguments. No negotiations.
I was feeling pretty chuffed to be honest, as I loaded my trolley onto the conveyor belt. So many options for the lunch boxes. I was winning motherhood today. Winning. This happens rarely. I celebrated by posting this shot of my bounty to Instagram/Facebook with the caption:
“School’s back tomorrow and I’m at Woolies panic-buying all the snacks. Lunch boxes, I haven’t missed you these past 3 weeks.”
I read recently that no matter what you post, 10 percent of your audience will be offended. And it was so liberating to know that. Afterwards, the push-back stopped bothering me because it’s just a numbers game.
I do get curious sometimes though as to what it is about an innocuous photo or post that will be upsetting to the 10 percent. Because come on, a photo of some snacks? I may as well have posted a photo of some kittens.
By looking at this photo, can you guess my mistakes?
I thought nothing more of my snack photo until I logged on later and was immediately alerted to the controversy I’d caused:
Pot? Stir? Arguing? BUT IT WAS SNACKS.
More. This time in my defence:
But in defence of WHAT?
Well, I’d committed several crimes it would seem. They included killing the environment with packaging, spending too much money, over-feeding my children, feeding them too much processed food and buying snacks at all. “What’s wrong with a sandwich and a piece of fruit like I used to have?” grumbled one commenter. “No wonder we have a nation of fat kids!” ranted another. “Too much plastic! Bloody hell, we have to say no to the deathly polluting stuff!” raged a third.