My kids are always hungry.

Eleven-year-old Ben is going through a growth spurt that has him going back for thirds and fourths of dinner; 7-year-old Eli lies in bed moaning, “I am too-too hungry to sleep,” before dropping off to sleep in the middle of his complaint. It’s funny because they are not ever truly hungry, because at the merest twinge from their stomachs, they can go to the kitchen and help themselves to whatever they need.