My name is Whitney Barnard, and I gave my kids ice cream for breakfast. It’s true; and I ate it, too. You know that “rule book” on mothering we all mentally refer to and none of us actually know who wrote it? The one that’s holding us all to a certain standard as moms, while making us feel entirely guilty when we slip up ever so slightly? Yes, that book. I threw it out the window last Saturday when I decided to give my kids ice cream for breakfast. But this isn’t just about g