Hungry Hungry Hippo

Men look at their precious pregnant wives with love and respect and appreciation for all the travails they go through.  I wonder if they also appreciate the oddities as well.  Once I reach a certain point in pregnancy it's all about foooooooood!  I can eat a nice big meal and be hungry again half an hour later.  The strange part about this is all of the kids are following this trend as well.  They suddenly are bottomless pits.  The girls and I were invited to a end-of-the-preschool-year party that was being held at the park across the street.  We fed Donna and put her on the bus to go to kindergarten.  Then it was time to finish feeding Olivia and Mary.  They ate and ate and ate and ate and ate.  We were there for more than 2 hours and they kept eating the whole time!  Thankfully there was plenty of food and even some left over by the time we finally left.  Snack time rolled around and they were hungry again.  At dinner, Mary ate two servings of spaghetti and had room for more.  I thought being pregnant was food consuming.  I guess growing your own little body is harder.