Dinner prep used to be my grazing hour. Two kids, 6:15 chaos, someone needs ketchup, someone hates rice. I’d eat cold bits standing at the stove, then pick off their plates while cleaning up. Last night I made my own small plate first: chicken, rice, green beans. Then I actually sat down. No second trip to the pan, and I noticed full before the sink was empty. Not a huge milestone, but it felt like I changed one corner of the routine instead of white-knuckling the whole evening. Anyone else start with the chaos hour rater than the snack drawer?
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