This picture makes me laugh every time I look at it. I think jack and Fiona’s expressions are so funny. I also realized how many pictures I post on Facebook where Jack and Fiona are in their high chairs. I imagine people wondering, “Are they always in their high chairs?” Well, no, but we do spend a great deal of time in the kitchen. In fact sometimes I feel like the whole day is based around eating, feeding, and cleaning up. There’s breakfast, which often comes in two or three parts, cheerios, banana, and morning bottle. Then playtime, then a snack of fruit or a food packet, oh and toast and sausage. Then there’s a snack after they wake up from their morning nap, if they take one, but they still need a snack no matter what at 10:30. Then there’s lunch at 11:30 or 12:00. Another snack at 3:30. Dinner at 5:00. It’s a lot! Each time I have to clean the high chairs, floor, and dishes. Last night at dinner time they didn’t like my tuna and macaroni and cheese casserole, so I threw it away. They turned their noses at my lentil, carrot, and potato stew, so I threw that away. (They liked both these dishes the day they were prepared) Yes, we waste a lot of food. Then I served Alan his meal of roasted Pork Tenderloin with potatoes and carrots.  I am getting the bottles ready, it’s time for us to go to the nursery. Fiona starts screeching at Alan. He picks her up and holds her on his lap while he eats his dinner. Guess what? She wants his food. She loves the pork and carrots, eats a whole bunch. So I get Jack and fed him some too. I didn’t think they would have liked this dish, it has red pepper flakes. I’m kind of mad because I think, “Why didn’t you babies eat while I was trying to feed you dinner?” It seems they don’t like leftovers, just like my husband. DAMN!