Day 5 or as I like to call it; the one with bangers and mash and the mini victory. Friday 5th December was Ian's work day/night out. I was working all day, Jack was at school and Noah was in change of Grandma. I am not a cook, in fact I hate cooking. Lucky for me and the boys Ian does all the cooking in our house. I decided to 'cook' bangers and mash' (this is pretty ambitious for me). The boys are both going through a fussy stage so I wasn't overly looking forward to presenting them with my efforts. It's one thing to hate cooking and having to cook, it's another thing to have a toddler throw an almighty wobbler because he's offended by the peas you have had the audacity to put on his plate. After grilling the sausages for an age (turns out I had the fan in the oven on too) they were finally served with my offering (I was pretty impressed even if the mash was nuked shh). I placed the plates down and beat a speedy retreat back to the kitchen to watch from behind the door, hoping not to make eye contact. Why is it that a perfectly happy toddler can turn Tanzanian Devil over the slightest bit eye contact...? They said NOTHING. Neither of them uttered a word of dislike. Neither ate very much either but I'm taking their silence as a mini victory. 1:0 to me.
I also broke into the new Becky Higgins Golden Themed cards - that's the little 3x4 you see on the left. There is so much gold goodness out there at the moment I'll be going for gold throughout 2015 as well!
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