Chapter 1
A/N: a parody/inspired by America Housewife (sort of)
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars or American Housewife
"Child, flinging your pacifier across the room is definitely not okay," Anakin ground out.
Luke and Leia were one and a half and already trying to show independence. Padmé sighed as she went to get the pacifier.
"Ani, I don't think scolding them is going to help. Haven't you watched all the times I've fed them?"
"Yes, but they like you. They don't appreciate the whole 'ship flies in the hanger' bit coming from me. Besides, don't they need to be scolded so they learn?"
"Anakin, they're almost two. They probably can't even comprehend that you're annoyed, or even that throwing stuff isn't alright. Just keep trying, because I have laundry and paperwork that needs to be done,"
Anakin sighed and picked up the spoon again, sitting in front of Luke.
"You're the easy one. Just take the bite, and swallow, alright?" Anakin put the spoon closer to Luke and, much to his shock, actually ate it. After finishing Luke, he moved to Leia.
"You're the hater. Please, just swallow one stupid bite, maybe more?" he put the spoon to Leia's mouth, but she didn't open, "Seriously, you're going to make me embarrass myself?" Anakin sighed as she actually nodded.
"Fine," he made plane noises, and slowly brought the spoon closer to her mouth after making it move in 'flight patterns' as he called him. Leia squealed, and Anakin shoved the spoon in her mouth. "Tastes good, right?" He kept his eyes closed when she spat it on his face, giggling.
"Child, spitting food on my face isn't alright either,"