After waking and achieving peanuts and a banana to tide him over until break fast is ready (because god forbid he waits until 7:30am to consume), he downs two eggs, two bits of toast and half an avocado. A grownup size dinner. We leave him more fresh fruit and nuts and items of chicken, just like a comfort providing into the god of well, let’s face it, fucking every thing. Because of the time I turn out regarding the storage, not often having consumed something all early morning, he’s wailing plaintively, ‘I’m staaaarving’. Exactly exactly How is it also feasible. It’s difficult not to ever be passive aggressive, I acknowledge. ‘Sure, I would ike to enable you to get some meals, my gas starved body can undoubtedly wait. You merely unwind there, I’ll prepare a feast straight away.’ Ironically once I do servant over a stove that is hot afternoon and make a roast with home-made gravy, he spits it away and claims it ‘tastes like toilet’. Continue reading →