Pinning Fail


 Don’t get me wrong, Pinterest is awesome.  

As I’ve pinned my way around the internet, I’ve been enjoying your pins, too.  I’ve found so many incredible good ideas.  I’ve been motivated and inspired. I’ve stood on the shoulders of crafting giants. I’ve stared in awe at the creativity of others.

A random sampling of others’ genius…


Bento lunchbox ideas?  BRILLIANT.

Source: via Ryan on Pinterest

Do-It-Yourself home decor?  Check.

(That’s an old door up cycled to a headboard.  Genius.)


Source: via Ryan on Pinterest


Candy-free Valentine’s Day Classroom Gift Ideas?  You betcha.

Source: via Ryan on Pinterest

(We actually made 20+ of these babies for Peanut’s class.  She loved making them and I feel great about giving something art-focused instead of sugar based.)

They came out great, didn't they?



 But even Pinterest isn’t perfect.  (Gasp.  I know.)


After all, Pinterest is really just a reflection of what strikes its users.  And as pinners, our boards are merely a reflection of what’s important to us. When I stumbled on the pin below, I thought it was a great idea.


Considering that I’m pretty far along on my weight loss journey and have reached the home stretch, I thought this would be great motivation.  I implemented it nearly immediately.

Slightly less crafty.

I thought, ‘Look at how much progress I’ve made!  The “Lost!” cup is fuller than the “To Go” cup!  Yay me!’

Not five minutes later, Peanut was standing in the kitchen eyeing those cups.  “What’s that, Mommy?” she asked.

It was one of those moments when I realized, immediately, that I had placed value on the wrong thing. After all, I know that my experience with obesity has never been about the scale; it’s always been about the eating.  When I put my focus on the pounds, the scale doesn’t move.  When I focus solely on what I’m putting in my mouth, the scale takes care of itself.  I know this lesson.  I’ve learned and re-learned (and re-re-learned) it many times over.

And now, here I was, inadvertently about to burden my daughter with a misguided notion about the importance of the scale.  At five years old.  Because of something I repinned on Pinterest.

I decided this was a parenting intersection.  And I needed to make a U-turn.

What’s that, Mommy?

“Well, Peanut, I thought I was going to use these cups for a project, honey, but I’ve decided it’s not a good idea.”

And I emptied the cups.


Do I think this was actually Pinterest’s fault?  Absolutely not.  Did I learn that I need to be a little more careful about the cute, fancy ideas that I see on Pinterest?  Yes.

Because at the end of the day, my actions are a reflection of what I value.  And my choices teach my children what’s important.  I will not teach my children that a number on the scale is desirable.  Instead, I will teach them that focusing on health in all areas is a daily practice.  And that feeling healthy is its own reward.

Now I just need to find a pin for that.



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