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size was eight fluid ounces. How much was that? Did she have more or less than
eight ounces in her glass? She’d have to find a way to check that out later.
Hey, look. There was zero total fat in root beer. Zilch, zero, nada. That was
good, right? She read on. There was some sodium in it, but she didn’t know if
that was important or not. One thing was for sure, she’d ask Kimi tomorrow. And
if Kimi didn’t know, Kimi’s mother surely would. She moved her finger down the
label. There were thirty grams of carbohydrates in one serving. Whoa. The
thirty grams were all from sugar. That sounded like a lot. How much sugar was
too much? It said that thirty grams of carbohydrates was 10% of the Daily
Value. Hmm, so that meant if she had ten servings of soda in a day, she would
max out on the total carbohydrates recommended by whoever recommended those
things.
She pushed the soda bottle away and looked up to see a questioning
expression on Troy’s face. She maturely stuck her tongue out at him. He made a
face at her and then started giggling. She caught his mirth and cracked up with
him. She had no idea why they were laughing so hard, but it felt good.
“You’re at the dinner table,” Grandma growled.
Addie pressed her lips together and looked away from Troy, because
if she made eye contact with him, she would start giggling again, and that
would be bad. Very bad. Their grandmother did not like to be disobeyed. In
fact, Addie wasn’t sure the woman even liked them. Didn’t she get it, though?
Didn’t she get that they didn’t like the way she badmouthed their father? Okay,
maybe he wasn’t perfect, but he was their dad, and they loved him. Whatever he
had done wrong, if anything, he’d make it right.
Their mother sighed and stood up from the table. She rooted around
in the refrigerator and pulled out a glass baking pan filled with green Jell-O.
Addie’s mood lifted. Jell-O was awesome. Of course it wasn’t chocolate cake,
but beggars couldn’t be choosers, her father always said. Whatever that meant.
“And look what Grandma bought.” Addie’s mother pulled out a brand
new, unopened can of whipped cream. The good kind, not the kind in the stupid
plastic tub.
Addie didn’t care about nutritional value at that moment. She
eagerly pushed the last of her uneaten green beans aside and made way for
dessert. How bad could Jell-O be, anyway? And whipped cream was made from milk,
which was supposed to be good for you. She had skipped the roll and the butter,
so she felt justified devouring dessert. Oh, yes, roll skipping would now be an
official part of her bicep-growing, lacrosse-playing regimen.
Chapter 10
Carbs and Proteins and Fats. Oh, My!
ADDIE LEAPED OUT of bed and stretched. Okay, leaped wasn’t exactly
the right word. Her muscles were still sore and tight, so it was more like
grunting her way out of bed. After a quick bathroom trip, she changed into
loose shorts and an even looser t-shirt. She had to be at Kimi’s house by nine
for her boot camp workout, and it was already eight-thirty.
She raced down the stairs to find that no one else was up yet.
Well, except for Grandma who had already left for work. She opened the fridge.
Yum. There was leftover Jell-O. Would that make a good breakfast? Ha ha. Even
she knew it wouldn’t and wondered what Kimi would say about Jell-O and whipped
cream for breakfast. She saw the milk and decided on cereal. After rooting
around in the cereal cabinet, she decided on Frooty-O’s with marshmallows. Hey,
it kind of had fruit in the title, so it had to be a little bit healthy, right?
She filled her bowl to the top and poured on the milk. She pushed
the colorful loops under the milk to soften them up a little. There was a
delicate balance to cereal. Right out of the box, they were too crunchy. Leave
them in the milk, they were too soggy. She ate her first spoonful and reached
for the cereal box to read the nutrition label. There were 110 calories in
size was eight fluid ounces. How much was that? Did she have more or less than
eight ounces in her glass? She’d have to find a way to check that out later.
Hey, look. There was zero total fat in root beer. Zilch, zero, nada. That was
good, right? She read on. There was some sodium in it, but she didn’t know if
that was important or not. One thing was for sure, she’d ask Kimi tomorrow. And
if Kimi didn’t know, Kimi’s mother surely would. She moved her finger down the
label. There were thirty grams of carbohydrates in one serving. Whoa. The
thirty grams were all from sugar. That sounded like a lot. How much sugar was
too much? It said that thirty grams of carbohydrates was 10% of the Daily
Value. Hmm, so that meant if she had ten servings of soda in a day, she would
max out on the total carbohydrates recommended by whoever recommended those
things.
She pushed the soda bottle away and looked up to see a questioning
expression on Troy’s face. She maturely stuck her tongue out at him. He made a
face at her and then started giggling. She caught his mirth and cracked up with
him. She had no idea why they were laughing so hard, but it felt good.
“You’re at the dinner table,” Grandma growled.
Addie pressed her lips together and looked away from Troy, because
if she made eye contact with him, she would start giggling again, and that
would be bad. Very bad. Their grandmother did not like to be disobeyed. In
fact, Addie wasn’t sure the woman even liked them. Didn’t she get it, though?
Didn’t she get that they didn’t like the way she badmouthed their father? Okay,
maybe he wasn’t perfect, but he was their dad, and they loved him. Whatever he
had done wrong, if anything, he’d make it right.
Their mother sighed and stood up from the table. She rooted around
in the refrigerator and pulled out a glass baking pan filled with green Jell-O.
Addie’s mood lifted. Jell-O was awesome. Of course it wasn’t chocolate cake,
but beggars couldn’t be choosers, her father always said. Whatever that meant.
“And look what Grandma bought.” Addie’s mother pulled out a brand
new, unopened can of whipped cream. The good kind, not the kind in the stupid
plastic tub.
Addie didn’t care about nutritional value at that moment. She
eagerly pushed the last of her uneaten green beans aside and made way for
dessert. How bad could Jell-O be, anyway? And whipped cream was made from milk,
which was supposed to be good for you. She had skipped the roll and the butter,
so she felt justified devouring dessert. Oh, yes, roll skipping would now be an
official part of her bicep-growing, lacrosse-playing regimen.
Chapter 10
Carbs and Proteins and Fats. Oh, My!
ADDIE LEAPED OUT of bed and stretched. Okay, leaped wasn’t exactly
the right word. Her muscles were still sore and tight, so it was more like
grunting her way out of bed. After a quick bathroom trip, she changed into
loose shorts and an even looser t-shirt. She had to be at Kimi’s house by nine
for her boot camp workout, and it was already eight-thirty.
She raced down the stairs to find that no one else was up yet.
Well, except for Grandma who had already left for work. She opened the fridge.
Yum. There was leftover Jell-O. Would that make a good breakfast? Ha ha. Even
she knew it wouldn’t and wondered what Kimi would say about Jell-O and whipped
cream for breakfast. She saw the milk and decided on cereal. After rooting
around in the cereal cabinet, she decided on Frooty-O’s with marshmallows. Hey,
it kind of had fruit in the title, so it had to be a little bit healthy, right?
She filled her bowl to the top and poured on the milk. She pushed
the colorful loops under the milk to soften them up a little. There was a
delicate balance to cereal. Right out of the box, they were too crunchy. Leave
them in the milk, they were too soggy. She ate her first spoonful and reached
for the cereal box to read the nutrition label. There were 110 calories in