Every school morning during elementary and middle school my Mom would wake me up and my babysitter would make me breakfast. I’d come downstairs and eat cereal, eggs, french toast or something really yummy that she had prepared.
But then came the dreaded part. I was forced to drink a glass of milk and eat a Flintstones vitamin.
I don’t know why but as a kid I hated this. I dreaded having to choke down that milk (it made me gag) and I wanted no part in eating that vitamin. (OK I know, those vitamins taste like candy, I’d eat a handful today!)
I hated that part of the morning so much that by 2nd grade, I devised a plan.
When my babysitter would go into the kitchen to clean I would quickly toss the vitamin behind the living room tv entertainment center (a 4 foot long heavy wooden set-up that I knew was rarely moved) and then I’d run into the bathroom and pour my milk into the toilet.
By the time my babysitter came back, I’d be sitting quietly pretending to finish my milk. I thought I was so smart.
However, in 5th grade my parents got divorced. In the divorce, my Dad wanted to take the entertainment center and my Mom gladly gave it to him.
And that’s when they found my flintstone vitamin graveyard. Hundreds of dusty little Flintstones lined the floor.
I confessed to my secret morning plan, and truthfully, they just had to laugh. I mean it was pretty genius. 🙂
My hatred of milk continued through college and really until recently the idea of having a glass of milk grossed me out. (This doesn’t count cereal because I could eat endless boxes of cereal.)
Yet in the past few weeks, all the sudden, I’m frequently craving milk (and even more so, chocolate milk).
After my 5 mile run on Sunday, I chugged down the yummiest chocolate milk that they were giving away. It was exactly what my body was craving. This past week, after boxing on Wednesday, the only thing I wanted was cereal, and truthfully I wanted it for the milk!
It’s such a strange change in taste considering my years of being anti-milk but I guess I’ll just go with it for now. I’ve heard that too much dairy is bad for you but I figure I’m sticking to skim milk only and the protein can’t hurt.
My mom gave me 30-cents everyday for a carton of white milk. Every day I drank that damn cardboard-tasting milk, only to find that my brother and sister put up the extra nickel for chocolate. What a couple of swindlers! I was waaaaay to honest. My brother also confessed to chucking his morning banana in the bushes on the way to school. He confessed years later. My mom’s STILL salty!
Things like that have changed over time for me too! I love zucchini and cauliflower now, and completely despised it as a child!
I still can’t stand the idea of drinking a glass of milk. I hated it so much as a kid that I always saved it until the last possible minute (you can’t be excused from the table until you finish your milk) when it was warm and even grosser. I’ve always wondered if my hatred would change if i were to get knocked up.
Uhhh, I hope that’s not why my taste for it changed!
LOL I hope not, too!
I totally used to hate milk, too. Sometimes it still doesn’t appeal to me, especially plain, but chocolate milk is for sure the bomb.
I am also anxiously awaiting your report-out on the weekend away with the Townie! 🙂