Why...whose bum is that, sitting so nicely on a proper chair? Could it be a certain little man? Could it be The Pasha, who abandoned his high-chair last night to join the grown-ups for dinner? Could it be Mr. Feed-Me-It's-Five! eating dinner at 6pm?? No way! Way!
We had brekkie for dinner, which means that in the last 24 hours Iain has had brekkie 3 times. But no matter. Since he eats a different brekkie every time, it's not a problem. As you see, we had sausage links (the only kind, so far as we are concerned), scrambled eggs, organic tater tots (because yes, they're tater tots, but at least they're organic), sliced kiwi and banana. Iain ate a lot of kiwi and banana, some scrambled eggs and tots, and exactly zero sausage. Naturally.
But he seems to have enjoyed himself. Having a real plate, a fork and spoon, and of course the seat at the head of the table - all contributed to a fun dinner for him. And look, Ma, no bib!
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