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Have you ever caught a really little child in a lie about what they just ate? 

Years ago, I remember teaching the little two and three year olds in church choir.  I decided it would be fun to bring play dough for them. 

OK.  I was only 16, and it did seem like a good idea at the time. 

Now I know, there is a special place in hell for the creator of that colorful concoction of gelatinous goo.  What was he thinking?  I know it was a man, because every woman knows that was a bad idea.  I mean, you play with it outside, it gets too dry.  Play with it inside, it gets….everywhere.  Every nook and every cranny.  Got something stain-free?  That just means it’s still a play dough virgin.

So, anyway, back to choir.

I look across the room to little Adam Paul Williams.   He’s either contracted the mumps since entering the room or is in the middle of eating a can of play dough.  Judging by the blue lips, my instincts tell me the child is eating my dough.  It was homemade dough too.  Did I tell y’all that?  He was eating my homemade play dough.

So I calmly walk across the room, and as firmly as I can say, “Adam Paul Williams!”

Y’all, it’s hard to be firm looking at that.  I don’t care who you are, that’s cute!

He snaps to attention.  Eyes wide.  Cheeks full.  Bits of dough covering all orifices I can see.  I’m sure it was in his belly button too.  I have no doubt.  You would have to know this child.

So, once I have his attention I sternly say, “Are you eating my play dough?”

Now, what can you possibly do to answer a question with a mouth full of THAT and gooey evidence all over your face and hands?

Why, you lie.

“Noggy man.  I promaigad.”  (In play dough, that would be, “No ma’am.  I promise.”)

To this day, that is one of my fondest memories.  And he and I share the same birthday.  So, every September 13th when I send my former choir boy a message, I remind him of it.  We have laughed so long and so hard over that.  And you bet your bottom dollar, when he has children, they will get some play dough from Ms. Adina!!!

But, people….listen here!

(That caught y’all off guard, didn’t it?)

Lying about what you eat ceases to be cute after age 3. 

Do not walk into work with a diet bar and an apple and say you don’t know why you can’t lose any more weight. 

Do not say you practice portion control when you are in front of people, when you don’t at home.

And do not tell me that no matter what you do you can’t seem to lose.

You have a mouth full of dough, and I can see it from across the room.  And it isn’t cute.

Do not lie about what you eat.  Especially, do not lie to yourself.

I see so many people who live the diet life at work, which is to say, in front of others, yet they go home and eat like there is no tomorrow.

Well, guess what?  There is a tomorrow, and you need to get fit and healthy to enjoy it!

And there is really only one way to eat.  And that is clean.  And that is all the time.

Learn a way you need to eat, and practice it every day.  Do not eat one way in front of people, and another way at home.

And certainly, do not eat in such a way that you feel you need to lie about it.  Because if you feel you need to lie, you are just not eating the right thing.

Step away from the play dough.  You’re not fooling anybody but yourself.
 

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