Let’s be real for a second!

The most annoying job in parenting? Coming up with what to have for dinner every single night. It’s relentless. Never-ending. Soul-sucking. Sometimes it even feels like its own full-time job.

Just wrangling a shopping order that fits within budget, keeps up with everyone’s allergies, and doesn’t spark a mutiny is a major achievement. Add to that the pressure of actually cooking something at the end of a long day, during witching hour, no less and it’s no wonder parents everywhere are ready to clock out by 6pm.

I see you. I am you.

But don’t worry. I’m about to let you in on my greatest parenting hack. A little nugget of gold that’s saved my sanity more times than I can count…

🥞 Drumroll Please… It’s BREAKFAST FOR DINNER

Yep. That’s it.
Not a five-ingredient gourmet miracle. Not a slow cooker sensation. Just…
Breakfast. For. Dinner.
And honestly? It’s become an institution in our house.

On those days where everything is too hard, the kids are falling apart, and I’m this close to hiding in the laundry with a block of chocolate, this is my go-to move.

👏 It’s Easy, It’s Cheap, It’s Fun

The kids? They LOVE it. Like, weirdly love it.
It’s got that slightly rebellious energy they live for. Like we’re all doing something a bit naughty…cereal at night! Toast for tea! Pancakes in your PJs! The novelty is half the fun.

And the best part? They can get it themselves. 🙌

(With some supervision… depending on their age and tendency to flood the kitchen with milk.)

There is zero prep.
No pan to scrub. No “ugh, not this again” complaints. Just bowls, spoons, happy kids, and a slightly smug sense of relief that dinner is done and nobody’s cried over zucchini.

🔥 The Guilt-Free Parent Win You Didn’t Know You Needed

Honestly, how can you feel parent guilt when everyone’s excited about cereal?

In a world of lunchboxes, allergy-friendly snacks, mealtime negotiations, and 5pm meltdowns, sometimes you just need a break. And this hack? It delivers. Every. Single. Time.

So let this be your official invitation:
Drop the pressure. Put down the pan. Pour the cereal.
And take a deep breath, knowing you just hacked your way through another chaotic dinner hour like the brilliant, exhausted legend you are.

Go on. Serve up some Weet-Bix with a side of peace and quiet. You deserve it.