It’s something I hear a minimum of three times a day…
“Mommy, I’m hungry”
“Mom, can I have some strawberry milk?”
“Mom, I would really like an apple.”
It happens every day.
And, without giving it much thought, I go to the pantry or the fridge and oblige.
It never occurs to me what it would be like to NOT be able to meet her request for nourishment.
To look into her baby blues and tell her no when my heart so wants to tell her yes…
Today was the last day of school for Miss Add.
A summer of freedom, fun and childhood awaits her.
But summer breaks mean something different to some kids in the U.S.
Ya see to those kids, school lunch was their lifeline… their only meal each day.
And, for many, those days with a guaranteed lunch are coming to close for a long summer.
One in five kids in the U.S. don’t know where their next meal is coming from. That number is one in four in Indiana according to Feeding Indiana’s Hungry.
Let’s help Feeding America feed those kids by donating here and checking your pantries for the ConAgra Child Hunger Ends Here label…
By entering in codes from those labels, you can help provide 5 million meals to hungry families.
It really is that easy.
Disclosure: As a blog ambassador for the Child Hunger Ends Here Campaign, ConAgra has compensated me for this post.
About Cris
I am the mama behind GOODEness Gracious and the owner of Cris Goode Solutions. Here at GOODEness Gracious, we like to keep it light and fun as we cook up family meals, share our super mommy secrets and chat it up about the GOODe life:) So come on in and sit a spell.
Terra King says
Thanks for spreading this message, Cris! I often think about what it would mean to have to tell my gal “There’s no food to be had”. My grocery bill seems to have doubled since school let out. I know it’s because I never seem to have a meal for just the 3 of us anymore. There’s always a kid or two or three or…well, you get the point hanging around at dinner time. I’m about the cheapest…er, I mean frugal, person I know. I hate to spend an extra dime on anything I don’t have to. But I could never turn kids away from my kitchen. Most of these kids come from good homes where I feel certain they get fed, but I can’t help but think about “what if I’m wrong? what if this the only meal they’re getting today?” I’d feed even more if they’d show up on my doorstep. It breaks my heart to think of a child going to bed hungry. I’m so grateful for the ability to put food on our table…for whomever puts their feet under it.