Dare I admit this?

Our nightly routiene is down to a science... Luke wakes up to eat around 12:30 am and I usually feed him and go right back to bed, loosing as little sleep as possible. Last night, however, I woke up extreamly hungry, so headed sleepily toward the kitchen... as I scarffed down half of a muffin (leaning over the kitchen sink so I wouldn't leave crumbs), I thought "This must be what it feels like to be a binge eater!" Not satisfied with my half muffin, I went back to the refrigerator for something else... fruit in a cup! That worked... so back to the sink I went to polish off the fruit-- all of this taking about 1 minute, tops. Back to bed I went laughing to myself with a satisfied belly!