The dinnertime ritual!

They don't stop eating. You would think you could feed them once and be done with it but no, they want more. Another meal. Another day. When does it end???

I saw this on Pinterest this week and died laughing. This thought runs through my head every single night. Every. Single. Night. You go to the grocery store. You load the cart. You unload the cart at the register. You reload the cart, go to the car and unload the cart into the car. You unload the car at home onto your countertops and then you empty all the bags and put it all away. Then you cook for half an hour. Then they eat it in 17 seconds flat. Then you clean for three hours!

What the hell happened to my life? I used to be an intelligent woman. I used to have adult conversations. I used to be fascinated by the meaning of life. Now? I just want them to not say one word about the meal in front of them... or if they do for those words to include "so grateful oh wonderful mother of mine", "love you Mom", "amazing meal Mom". Hahahaha! Ah, the joys of motherhood!

I took my little one to Michaels Crafts this week and she saw all the colored and patterned duct tape and pleaded for a few rolls and all I could think was how handy it would be at dinnertime! I bought three rolls!