Today I went out for breakfast with my friends, aside from being the only group of people in the eatery of a normal weight, something else infuriated me. The fate of a toddler.

Now, along with the obese, toddlers with no discipline are also right up there on my “please jump off a highway overpass” list, but this little girl was extremely well behaved. The issue? Her family. Each person at this table (There were 8 of them) must have at least tipped the scale at 400+ pounds. I’m talking the type of people who probably have to get their clothes made from circus tents. The type of people, when sitting in a large group, look like a mountain range in Tibet.

The food arrived, and of course after a few bites the little tot was finished and proceed to crawl under the table with her little book bag and not disturb anyone. The mother yanked the little girl back out and proceeded to force feed her. Let me repeat that: This blubber mound of a mother proceeded to force feed her daughter. And no, she wasn’t making her finish her fruit, or her pancake, this mother was feeding her the sausage and mayo smothered eggs off of her own plate.

This young healthy little girl does not stand a chance if her mother doesn’t soon have a heart attack… or suffocate in her sleep.

One of these days I hope to live in a world where the actual health of individuals young and old is regarded with great importance, instead of consumerism, fast food, and the bashing of super models.

My prayers go out to you, toddler in pink leggings and ugly Dora the Explorer shirt. I hope you over come to challenges that come with having a band of fatties for a family.

FOR THE CHILDREN!

Molly May

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