If you’ve ever stood in your kitchen, already overstimulated, already late, already regretting dinner as a concept… …and one kid is crying because the pasta is “too wet”and another is gagging because the chicken “smells like chicken” yeah. hi. This is where this post lives. And no —…

If you’re standing in the kitchen at 5pm thinking: “Cool. We have food. I just… can’t turn it into a meal.” Hi. That’s meal planning with executive dysfunction. And no — you’re not bad at feeding your family. You’re trying to do one of the most executive-function-heavy tasks…

It’s 4:38 pm. Someone is asking for a snack while already holding one.Another kid is melting down because the wrong cup exists.Your brain feels like a browser with 47 tabs open, and one of them is playing music, but you can’t find it. And dinner still needs to…