Egg Whites and Soy Butter Rule

Okay, so the editor in me is horrified that I chose the above as my post's title. But, seriously, nothing sums up the theme of my morning better that "Egg Whites and Soy Butter Rule." Well, maybe "Egg Whites Are Not Un Oeuf," which makes me laugh, but works better spoken verses written.

Anyway, back to the happiness that is egg whites. Check it, folks: egg whites, italian spice mix, NO SALT, and a little soy butter = absoultely delicious and filling. Even my 16-month old daughter, Scarlett, the non-eater supreme loves them. In fact, these eggs are one of the few things she eats.

Oh, and the other wunderbar thing is that I am supposed to eat carbs (good carbs, no white crap) with every meal. I ate a gorgeous piece of multi-grain bread with my egg breakfast and didn't even feel guilty. I mean, serioulsy, feeling guilty about carbs has become a part-time job for me. I could have taken up knitting or discovered the formula for cold fusion (they haven't done that already, right?) in the time I spent obsessing over the carbs I ate and then planning how and when I would eat more of them—evil!

The other magnifico (yes, I am trying to include one foreign word in each paragraph for some bizarre reason) outcome is the marked improvement of my entire family's food consumption. As mom, aka ruler of the food universe, I control who eats what. My new-found gusto for all things healthy, organic, colorful, vital and balanced has completely overhauled every aspect of Shawn and Scarlett's diet, too. It feels so good now to prepare healthy, but still tasty, meals and snacks for my family. It gives me a real sense of pride and accomplishment.

Well, that's the scoop for now. It is the little things that lead to big happiness, huh?

Oh, I guess "Gettin' Eggy With It" would have worked, too.