Children decide on supper!

Thursday 23 August – I felt a very proud Mum today at the supermarket with my three little’uns so I’m going to boast about it. We nipped into the supermarket this morning to get something for lunch and I made the very brave statement that the small people could choose what they wanted for tea (I did have my fingers crossed behind my back). This is dangerous territory I know, just in case you get the cry of ‘chicken nuggets’ or something equally scary, but this time they came up trumps.

Big daughter (aged 10) asked in disgust why they didn’t have any live lobsters like in the supermarket in France (just come back from holiday) and where were the langoustines – spotty youth behind the fish counter had gone into gibberish mode by now and really couldn’t cope. She settled for third best – fresh Tuna. Little man (aged 4) demanded ‘pink fish’ aka salmon and littlest daughter (aged 6) declared that she would like the fish that she liked when she put lots of lemon juice on it at the weekend – Tuna. As the alternative was Spag Bol in the freezer I left the supermarket feeling really smug and considerably poorer.

Of course I blagged about this in the office when I got back, feeling really self righteous about all the things we teach children about fresh food, tasting different ingredients, cooking and look what my children chose for dinner – problem is, that the team know full well that if I’d suggested going to the chip shop there would have been a stampede. I don’t care, Little man has just finished off most of his salmon and his little big sister’s tuna. Wow.