300 Dinner Chaos

(Winona)

Anne cooked dinner, thank God, but she’s off for the night and headed out. Leaving me to juggle dishing dinner, bath time, and all the homework chaos that comes with three kids.

I assured her I would be okay and sent her on her way. But I’m not okay. These kids are really testing me tonight.

“Bobby, stop teasing Sarah! Just eat your noodles please,” I say, trying to keep my cool.

Bobby rolls his eyes, barely touching his plate. “I’m not hungry.”

“Funny, you were hungry when you asked for seconds five minutes ago,” I say, glancing at Sarah, who’s scowling at her brother.

“I don’t like them,” Bobby complains.

“Anne makes them the same every week, you always eat them,” I argue.

“They taste different.”

I’m thinking my sauce substitute might have caused that. “it doesn’t matter. They are still good and there’s starving kids around the world who would love those noodles.”

“Send it over to them then.”

“Bobby. Stop being rude. If you don’t eat those, you’ll have to go hungry.”

“Fine.