10 dino nuggets. That’s how much a normal kid was allowed to eat in a single sitting. How much did they actually eat? 50? 60? He’s lost count. Considering how his heart just melts whenever he hears their little ‘I’m hungry’, it’s no surprise that he just kept feeding the little bottomless pit sitting in the high chair.

they grunt and whine in their seat, demanding more. Crumbs are scattered on their face and the table- a chicken nugget warfare. He doesn’t even bother with cleaning up anymore..

“You’re a hungry little 2 year old, ain’t ya?” he mumbles out with a slightly concerned smile as he puts the freshly baked (actually microwaved) nuggs onto their plate, watching in amusement as they throw themselves at the little Dino shaped snacks.