family meals. So important. Jan 2010May 3, 2010 at 8:56 pm | Posted in welcome to the monkey house | Leave a comment
(At dinner table with A, 1 year 8 months, and T, 3 years 8 months)
T: I’m Superman-fireman! Pssssccchhh (sound of letting off imaginary fire extinguisher)
Daddy (for nth time in an hour): T, can you eat your noodles please!
T: I AM eating them! (bottom lip wobbles)
A: (suddenly decides noodles he has been happily eating are the devil’s worms) AAAAAARRRRGGGHHH!
Daddy: A, what’s wrong?
T: I think he wants a biscuit.
A: Bibit! Bibit!!
Daddy: No, no biscuit yet A, you need to eat your tea.
A: WAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! Bibit!!!
T: (as if to someone Very Stupid) He wants a BISCUIT!
Daddy: (with warning tone in voice that T seems unaware of) T, I KNOW…
T: Actually I need a poo
Daddy: Better go and have one then
(T disappears upstairs, not to be heard from for 20 mins apart from the odd ominous thud)