My OTHER running life...

I am always running, just not always miles.  My other running life is chasing after my munchkin.  He's three and a half years old and already built like a linebacker.  He's nearly 45 inches tall and weighs 60 pounds.  As my sister reminds me, I probably need to find a better nickname for him than munchkin.  It is kind of like calling an NFL lineman, Tiny.  I am a quasi-healthy parent.  I try to make him healthy meals and keep him active, but I am just as guilty of letting him watch too much TV as the next mom.  My child LOVES TV!  I mean really loves it.  I try to keep him to Nick Jr or Sprout (you know the ones without any violence and no commercials).  Ah, the stress of it all.  Back to eating, so I have to pack his lunch.  I get "graded" on it.  I have to include the right portions AND have one fruit and one veggie.  Really?  Geez, what happened to a sandwich, chips and a cookie that I got as a child.  So every night, I rack my brain for a way to get him to eat his fruits and veggies.  He likes applesauce and bananas.  His teacher must think...applesauce again?  The veggies are a different story.  The munchkin likes meat...any meat and starches...think sweet potato fries, chips, rice, etc.  So I find myself making lots of stirfrys or pastas where I can throw it all together forcing him to eat veggies whether he likes it or not. So far, it has worked out most of the time.  Each day I say a little prayer for him to stay on green (behavior chart) and to eat his lunch.  Some days I win, some days I lose.  But every day, I keep trying and keep running...