Are my children even Asian?? Paul sees dinner and cries, "But they have faces!"

Say you have kids without saying you have kids...

Paul's windowsill science project is surprisingly still hanging on. It even produced two of these tiniest pea pods.

Where have all the eggs gone? They're all in my fridge. If you told me 12 years ago how much kids eat, I might have reconsidered. The way groceries disappear around here, it's like living with a pack of wolves. We'll go through a dozen a day, easily.