I drank a lot of juice when I was a kid. My twin sister and I fell in love with prune juice first. I suspect my mom gave it to us at one point to correct tummy troubles — but then we enjoyed it so much we kept asking for it even when our tummies weren’t troubled. Apparently we liked it too much because she finally put a limit on our prune juice intake and informed us that it was making us “go to the potty too much.” After that, we never touched the stuff again. We moved on to orange juice, apple juice, grape juice, white grape juice, cranberry juice, pineapple juice — you name the juice, we probably drank it. My sister loved juice so much I swear her first word was “juice.”
Mason, on the other hand, has never had a drop of juice. He drinks whole milk and water and that’s it. My rationale for not giving it to him is that it’s better for him to just eat a whole piece of fruit instead of drinking a sugary glass of juice. All of Mason’s friends, however, drink juice mixed with water. For now, Mason is too young to realize that his water doesn’t have the same fruity twist that his little buddies enjoy. But soon he’ll be old enough to realize his sippy cup isn’t filled with the sweet stuff. Am I depriving Mason by not giving him juice? Am I making much ado about nothing? Mamas, please weigh in!