Whiling away the time all day yesterday waiting for a parcel to be delivered, by the time that K arrived home from Day Care the courier had still not arrived. I announced to K that we would have to forgo our usual trip to Sainsbury’s for our Tuesday food supply stock up. She wasn’t going to be deterred so easily however.
Those of you who have followed my blogs elsewhere will no doubt be well aware that my daughter has one main interest that overrides anything else in her life. Eating. Practically the whole of her conversation each day revolves around the subject of food. I have come to believe that she only bothered to learn to write so that she could compose shopping lists consisting of nothing else but food for her to consume. At breakfast she discusses what she’s having for dinner. At dinnertime she talks about what she’s having for tea or even what she intends to have for her meals tomorrow. And the day after. As far as she is concerned, miss just one meal and you will keel over and die.