I don't think I can win.

Last night little bear came home absolutely exhausted - I guess its the new term, all of his classmates seem to be suffering. He did his home work with some encouragement, refused piano practice and had a melt down because one of the words in his word list to copy out (short list - it isn't tough homework) was 'Mrs', and he didn't believe that it was said the same as 'misses'. Little bear, in fact, told me he was 'fourious'.

He agreed that the dyed shirts looked good, and decided he would wear the pink one to see his girlfriend, as pink was her favourite colour.

Darling father came down for moral support. He looked at the tired little bear and asked if little bear would like some rice pudding. Little bear considered the matter solemnly and said, yes, he would like a little rice pudding.

I looked at darling father and asked, 'Do you have any tinned rice pudding?' Darling father shook his head. I sighed. 'I don't either.' So off I trotted to the lovely newsagents and got some tinned rice pudding. Little bear had four spoonfuls and then said it had given him tummy ache and he didn't want any more.

I didn't say anything.

After OH went out last night, little bear had a looooong bed time. I finished the stories, sang the songs, and then went up and down with the usual plaintive calls of, 'I'm scared...' or 'I can't find my Omnitrix', or 'I'm too itchy.' I would be more sympathetic to the itchy if I could get cream on him. I put talc on him.
'What does this smell of?' little bear asked. I sort of sniffed and guessed.
'It smells of roses,' I said, tucking him up and hoping he'd take the hint.
'What colour roses?' asked little bear.
'Yellow ones. Now, off to sleep.'
'I only like red roses.' said little bear.
'There's three red roses in there,' I said. 'Now - go to sleep!'

Five minutes later he came down to find darling father and me eating some rice pudding. Little bear looked at us with big, orphan eyes. 'I really like rice pudding.' he said.
'You can have some for breakfast.' I said. 'Now - bed!'

So little bear had rice pudding for breakfast and really enjoyed it. And when I think of the rubbish that is in sugar puffs and cheerios, I am very tempted to cook some home made rice pudding over night in the slow cooker.