You know those funny things you do when you have little kidders?
I spent many nights, post bedtime story snuggling my daughter into bed and then pretending to walk into her bedroom door on the way out! Sounds crazy? I bet you know what I mean really. You know, that gentle bump into the door accompanied with the dramatic pretence of rubbing my head whilst groaning, made completely worth it because it sent my little girl into fits of giggles and I knew she was heading for dreamland already laughing. (I don't know maybe she was actually laughing at my 'carry on' themed acting, maybe she knew all along!)
I would also, whilst bathing her, accept the 'beer' she gave me (a beaker of bath water topped with bubbles) and pretend to drink it followed by a display of spluttering and pretend vomiting to which she would, amongst giggles, declare 'it's not really beer mummy it's bath water!" Fun times though it always resulted in me having an invisible bubble bath moustache that I would only be remember when casually licking my lips later on!
Anyway, I've done this stuff and I would pay to go back and do it all again. I've also tried hiding minutely chopped mushrooms in her food but she always discovered them! I've tried the 'try this grape' alright, it was an olive and very different but worth a try! And once, many moons ago, I served her bangers and mash, and had the amazing idea to serve it to her in a face. Not actually in a face or her face! but in the shape of a face, I'm so creative...
A dollop of creamy mash as the head, one curved sausage for a smile, the other was chopped into three pieces for eyes and nose (obviously!) a garden pea hair do and gravy beard and the beautifully presented meal was perfect. So perfect it induced squeals of delight as she ate 'the nose' and so on, so perfect that when I once served her this favourite presented as every day bangers and mash she was pretty distraught! and sort of whimpered "Where's my face?" So much for thinking I should treat her like a grown up, my fifteen year old daughter was not impressed. I'd let her down worse still 'disappointed' her, this was a serious error in the history of family traditions.
My daughter is now nineteen and I probably don't have to tell you how she likes her bangers and mash!
Feel free to share you family food traditions!
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