Some evenings, making dinner.is the longest part of the day. We eat at 4:30 or 5, and despite a typical afternoon snack at 3, they girls act like they are starving to death while I’m cooking

Marceline will.come in and out of the kitchen asking if she can have this or that. “Dad I’m hungry!” is a perpetual refrain. My dad joke of “Hi hungry,” has been getting groans for months. Groans… From a 3 year old!

Edith on the other hand, will stand in the kitchen pulling on my pants, screaming until food is ready. After a day of running around, cleaning the house and watching the girls it’s pretty much everything I don’t want to happen at that moment.

Which makes cooking dinner exactly the most tiring part of most days.