Sunday, 14 September 2014

Fussy Pants!

Sam is fussy with food. Really fussy. Jack was but is very adventurous now, but Sam! If he could live on chocolate biscuits and fishfingers he would. I think my Dad thought he could convert him with a tasty cutlet or two but even he threw in the towel and gave him a fishfinger. 
We all know the best reason for going to a hardware megabarn on the weekend is for the sausage sizzle but we get some strange looks when we order a sausage sandwich for Sam minus the sausage. Sigh. A tomato sauce sandwich. My bogan child. 

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