This is Henry's angry face.
I am reasonably certain that is uncannily like the face I pulled last night after spending an hour slaving away over a hot stove cooking dinner after spending eight hours slaving away over a hot computer only to have my oldest child turn his nose up and refuse to eat one single thing on his plate, telling me that it was "yukky".
I will concede that the rissoles were dry, and the roast veg a little overdone, but it all tasted okay. How could he be so certain when he didn't taste it anyway?!?
6 comments:
Believe me my son, you children always knew, when you too hadn't touched a thing on your plate. The bane of every parent. Having their children better informed than them. Absolute bliss.
is it time for some kid-friendly meals? finger foods, mac and cheese, with a few veg. sides? Compromise has within it the 'promise' that everyone gets a turn to be pleased and to suffer....
Is that my dear Henry, turning his nose upon a meal that you so lovingly cooked for him? Ha ha ha ha ha :-)))
Going by Roddy's comment, life has come full circle for you Kris.
I know what you'll say to that.
Intuition? Children have more developed senses than adults and politicians!
Because it didn't contain any meat?
Kids are just plain fussy!
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