Hangry

Hangry is what you get when you mix hungry and angry.

We first noticed this syndrome when Bridger was a baby.  Halloween night, when she was 16 months old.  She threw the biggest melt-down temper tantrum as I was trying to usher the older girls out the door in their princess costumes to trick-or-treat with their Dad.  Bewildered, I sat our ordinarily content toddler in the high chair and fed her dinner.  Tantrum over.  Smiles galore.  No more cranky pants.

And through the years we've noticed, especially with her, that if any of our kids are particularly grouchy, we feed them a snack and they are cured of their bad mood.

This morning Chloe had her wisdom teeth removed.  And we had a discussion about being hangry.  And so it goes, so she is; hangry.

I guess I can sympathize.  Four new holes in the mouth can be quite discomforting.  Not to mention the 8 hour food fast before anesthesia.

Nevertheless....we have hangry going on over here.

Which reminds me....I've eaten nothing but sugar all day.  It began at dawn with a chocolate chip cookie made late last night after I went to bed.  And even at this very moment, I'm am neurotically chewing bubble gum, spitting it out and chewing more bubble gum as much as I can cram into a 10 minute blog post.  Gum wads are piling up on scrap paper all around me.

Does anyone else do this?  Over sugar yourself?  Get hangry?

One thing that cures all...

A walk in the Narrows of Zion.

A dip in the cool water makes you forget your anger and your hunger.

I better go.  I feel a sugar crash coming on....back to being hangry...