I went to watch Ana’s gymnastics class today – and because it was right over my dinner time, Mum brought my dinner to the gym for me.
I had trouble keeping the carrots and the chick peas in the little containers. Mum gets an A for effort and 5/10 for execution.
The banana looked promising.
Isn’t this thing meant to be peeled or something? Mum, that’s a B for effort and 7/10 for execution.
Then Mum did what any self respecting Mum should do when feeding kids on the go, and brought out the pre pack stuff. C for effort but 10/10 on all other accounts.
Phwoar! And that’s the entertainment, right there.
By Rafa.
Tags: gymnastics
February 25, 2013 at 8:09 pm |
Perving already Rafa?? Bit young for that aren’t you?
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February 26, 2013 at 3:54 pm |
They’re gymnasts! Do you blame me?
February 27, 2013 at 6:42 pm
I prefer a bit of meat on my bones
February 25, 2013 at 8:23 pm |
A lesson for Mum there. I think of all the effort I put into producing carefully balanced meals I made for three children over the years, and the only one that met with universal approval was fish fingers, peas from a packet and mashed spud.
February 25, 2013 at 8:27 pm |
Keep at that “eating the right stuff” idea. It’s important, I am told … now – where are my Choc Mallow Easter eggs?
February 25, 2013 at 9:07 pm |
Rafa – I think we all give Mum 11/10 for inspiration in suggesting what you should blog about today.