It's all my Dad's fault!!

All growing up (and still to this day) I am convinced that it is my Dad's fault I eat the way I do...

Example:

*"cake has egg's and milk in it...you can eat it for breakfast!"...
*"the best time to eat ice-cream is on the way to seminary, it won't melt in freezing cold!"...
*"would you like to have bread with that butter?"...
*"the more dough-y it is, the better!"...
*"If I'm gonna die, I'm going to die eating what I like!"

THUS, I eat nothing but JUNK! It has been a way of life. I am now realizing I don't need to punish my self, it's all my Dad's fault :D...until TODAY!!

Me: "O, please make your lunch."
O: "I did"
Me: "You did?", "What did you make?"
O: "My lunch."
Me: "Can you show me?"
O: "Sure!"
...1 juice box, 1 chocolate covered granola bar, 1 ding dong, 1 star crunch...
Me: "Where is your healthy food?"
O: "I ate it!"

Like Mother, Like Son...
(thanks dad...I LOVE you!!)