I find myself making a dinner that I think half of us will eat and by half I mean, us and Travis. I feel like 50/50 is good, then I run into the problem of what the HECK do I make the girls? Granted, Natalie is getting a bit better but still the options are bleak. Our for sure picky one that forces me to make two meals is Zoe. She is the tiniest, most petite thing ever and eats nothing. The pediatrician promises that she’s average but she’s just tiny.
With that being said, her favorites are nothing that I make. I swear it’s a revolt to always want to go out or order in. She’s a sucker for all things kid and not so great for you. Mostly I end up making her some sort of breakfast alongside of whatever everyone else eating. Then the next problem arises.. The next kid, whoever, wants whatever the other kid has. Now the bickering starts. . “That’s not fair, how come I have to eat that?” “I want that too!” (Ya’ll with multiple kids– I know you can hear it..) And boy does it make my blood boil. It’s totally not fair. Zoe should be able to eat whatever is given and now I’m pissed that the other kids won’t eat what was originally on their plate.
Back to the kitchen I go, and I’m probably refilling my wine glass and caving and making an additional breakfast item.. Times two. At this point, I tell myself and whoever is in earshot– I swear I’m never making dinner again. EVER.
So now what? Do you or don’t you make two dinners? S.O.S.