Today I decided to be really ambitious and make twice baked potatoes. I got up this morning, baked the potatoes, let them cool, scooped out the middles, mashed and beat the middles, added bacon and cheese, and finally put them back in the oven just in time to hear my youngest child tell me how much he hates potatoes.
My youngest hates everything I makes so I wasn't too worried. What did frustrated me was my oldest saying he doesn't like the skins, my second oldest saying he doesn't like the texture of the middles and my daughter said she would rather just eat the cheese. Have I ever mentioned I hate cooking for my kids.
I don't even know why I bother. Next time I'll just makes them cold cereal and everyone will be happy.