Teaching My Daughter How to Eat Like a Bachelor

The past few months, ever since my wife got her promotion and started working five days a week, I have been the “stay at home” parent. My son is old enough that he is in school during the day, so all I have to do is keep the two year old entertained and fed.
When my son was this age, I was working all the time, so I was unable to see a lot of the things that he did during this developmental stage. So there are a few things that my daughter threw at me that I wasn’t ready for.
Keeping her entertained is not too hard. Even while sitting at the computer I can still play games with her and make sure that she isn’t climbing the curtains. During this time my 60inch television sees more Spongebob Squarepants than anything else. Plus she likes to chase the dog through the house, so I am actually able to sit down and work.
However, one of the things that I wasn’t expecting is how much she can eat in a day. Now, she isn’t one of those kids you see on Jerry Springer, who is two years old and pushing a hundred pounds. That is why I was so surprised by how much this little girl could eat. I don’t know where she puts it, but I am betting that a lot of it gets burnt off running up and down the stairs.
I have never been a gourmet cook by any means. Usually if it doesn’t have instructions on the box, I am fairly well lost. When I am just cooking for me, I am not too picky about if I am having hot dogs for breakfast, but I would like my daughter to know better. Luckily there are microwavable pancakes and French toast. I try not to feed her unhealthy things, staying away from fast food restaurants unless we are running errands.
Even though she just wants candy all the time (she is two after all) I stay away from letting her have that. But she will eat fruit salad followed by a bowl of baked beans. She is young enough to not be sick of ramen, and she likes Rice-a-Roni. Also, I always have the old standby of macaroni and cheese.
I am not trying to sound like a guy who can’t take care of himself and would starve if he didn’t have a woman in his life to take care of him. I know my way around a BBQ pretty well and I can order a pizza with great efficiency. However, when it comes to actually planning a well rounded meal, my wife has me beat by a long shot. But I am realizing that I am going to have to learn to make real meals, otherwise my daughter is going to be in college, cooking a can of beans on the stove, without a pan. Followed by a farting contest with the guys.