Bear was up at the first sparrow's cough. As DF hadn't got in until 11.30 I was a bit unimpressed but he let me doze until 7am. Then he wanted breakfast. I was a bit unimpressed by his choice of buttered crackers but thought that there are worse ways to start the day, he would have a chocolate biscuit if I let him.
Unfortunately the crackers were completely unacceptable. They were not the usual type and they tasted all wrong, at least the one he had tried. And how could I expect him to try the rest of the selection as the first was disgusting. Bear objected loud and long, rejected sandwiches and fruit and settled eventually on having some toast. I sighed, got myself up and made the toast.
The toast was completely unacceptable as well. It was burned! Actually it had some dark bits but how dare I try and poison him with burned toast. He ended up with a chocolate biscuit.
Tomorrow it is cereal or else -and I mean or else! One morning where he has a chocolate biscuit I can cope with. But I won't have him go to school empty and I certainly won't tolerate any more of his picking at rubbish. I am also trying to tot up how much protein he is having and I am worried it isn't enough. Today I will be researching better breakfasts.
Bear is going to object mightily. I can live with that.
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