“I’m hungry.” It can come has a plaintive request, a frustrated fuss, or a simple statement of fact, but come bedtime, come bath time, it’s always the same.

It doesn’t matter how much dinner they ate. It doesn’t matter whether we had watermelon, ice cream, cake or anything else as desert. They’re always hungry.

The Boy pulls the step ladder we’ve added to our kitchen due to the high shelves and begins rummaging through the refrigerator. The Girl takes a yogurt, adds a graham cracker, then tops it off with a mandarin orange. The Boy sees the orange and wants to add one of his own.

It’s a moment to offer thanks that we have food for our kids whenever they get snacky.