Tonight we finally had our Christmas pudding - after I insisted on a snack tea. I insisted because I found last year's Christmas pudding and decided that it was ridiculous.
Darling father couldn't understand why I would let little bear have any of the minimum 2% brandy butter. It is one thing I do feel strongly about - little bear has a very small body mass and a liver that is still developing. A large dollop of the hard stuff is not what I want him to have. I really do not want to give alcohol to little ones.
However I am considering turning to gin.
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