I agree with moondog.
There is more to food than what you eat, if you see what I mean. Cooking something akin to a 'proper' meal encompasses something more than the sum of its parts and I think is probably indicative of a happier household than a ready meal.
I know that from experience when I was depressed I would get home from work, stuff something either fully or partly prepared in the oven and me and DD would eat it. It fed us but I don't believe we were nourished.
Am I sounding like a ponce? If so damn and apologies.
There is a strong feeling of satisfaction at cooking and feeding a family and I think comes from actually caring about what you cook and eat. There is a world of difference between a spag bol you cook yourself and one which you ping in the microwave, and i do not mean nutritionally.
I cam from a unhappy household where a regular meal would be a findus lasagne. I also grew up unable to cook - couldn't fry an egg, all greens boiled for half an hour with bicarb, no idea on how to make mash potato etc. All this I had to learn whilst dd was a baby, whilst on a tight budget.
I would say that anyone who can't cook would do best to learn - even by trial and error (like me, with the memories of some truly disgusting dinners) or go on the internet/cheap cookbook and learn that way.
Of course ready meals when you can't be arsed once or twice a week, that's fine, but every day is not good imo.