When your toddler (almost three) daughter looks at the board book Goat Goes to Playgroup and remarks, on the page where they are gardening, that they are growing kale and chia.
It is not enough to single out plastic bottles, coffee cups, or the microbeads found in cosmetics. We urgently need the government to form a comprehensive plastic action plan. Banning all plastic bags and single-use packaging would be a good start, but we need to go way beyond that. Plastic production has to be reduced, just as alternatives should be encouraged.
The earth will go on after we have destroyed ourselves. If we don’t want to destroy ourselves, we must do something. Straws aren’t usually necessary. Plastic carrier bags aren’t usually necessary. Plastic packaging protected by plastic packaging is definitely not necessary. Plastic has a place and a use in modern life, but we have gone way beyond that.
“I need cake. I need caaa-aaaake!”
“You want to share some cake?”
“Yes. I big piece, you little piece.”
“Er, I little piece, you big piece.”
Good to know she fully understands the nuances of non-verbal communication.
(I baked three small traybakes yesterday. Two are for a school fundraiser, this one I only added half as much sugar as I should have.)
I was struck by a thread I read on Facebook group on minimalism regarding disposable tableware. There was a shameful amount of people who said they cared more about being ‘minimal’ than the amount of waste they produce.
Newsflash: living simply is not about living wastefully. Choosing to buy single-use over reusable says more about how obsessed you are with your image, rather than actually only possessing what you need for a comfortable life, because you clearly need plates, bowls, cups, and cutlery — otherwise you wouldn’t be buying disposable versions, would you?
You know what’s another word for minimalism? Frugality. People set themselves these ridiculous rules for being minimalist, when it’s really just another way to spend money and being mistakenly virtuous about it.
Admit it. Being a minimalist in today’s world is the new conspicuous consumption, because with easy credit the plebs can buy loads of shit, too.
“It’s the WholeFoods mums; you’re trying to be organic, you’re trying to do the right thing for your kids and all of a sudden you’re like, ‘Well, do I need to inject these things? Is it really a risk?”
Hey, I resent that. I’m all for whole foods. I’m also all for following my kids’ vaccination schedules and twice-yearly visits to the dentist.
I got to sit down and watch a bit of What the Health while nursing Eliza down for a short nap this afternoon. Here are some thoughts from other people over the claims made in the documentary.
I had a lot more to say about this and our mostly plant-based, real food diet at home, but it’s too preachy, and I hate being preached at (ask my born-again mum). It’s like there’s a Church of Vegan and while I regularly attend, I don’t want to say too much about it because evangelical vegans really annoy me.
Just eat real food, mostly plants. Your gut will thank you.
A recent conversation with a friend has been centred around food and meals, as she has realised that her daughter has a number of food allergies. Having dealt with this already with Eliza (they do not have the same allergies), and with our push to maximise plant-based whole food at home, I was telling her as much as I could remember about diet and plant-based sources of protein, calcium, etc.
And I then realised, Hey, I actually know a lot about food. Not I-can-answer-questions-on-Mastermind knowledge, but it’s a buttload more than before, when my only interest was how it tasted.