A Little Junk in the Trunk

My beautiful grandaughter, who's 10 years old, is going through puberty ALREADY. She has budding little breasts and has started her "woman time" already. She is pushing 5 feet tall and size 9 (yep, you heard right) shoes. Her mom posted on Facebook the other day that she was lying on her bed trying to squeeze into pants a size too small. And so it begins--the loathing of one's body and the desire to look like the size 0 models who adorn all the magazines and television. We will tell her she is perfect and beautiful just the way she is. We will try to teach her healthy eating habits when all her friends are gorging on pizza and donuts. She probably will not listen to us and may give up on her weight to eat all the treats her friends do, but end up angry and frustrated with her lack of willpower and growing waistline or perhaps she will get on the diet "rollercoaster" or (heaven forbid) the eating disorder "rollercoaster". We are not good examples--my comment to that Facebook post was: yep, she has a little junk in her trunk like her Grandma. God help us all!