Family time can be fraught sometimes. With the best of intentions things can go wrong. Take tonight for example. We’re all tired. Groover does the cooking, which he enjoys and I appreciate because I’ve been doing kids sport from 7.30am to 3pm, and I’m weary. He chooses to cook prawn and pea risotto. Which is okay – a bit bland perhaps – certainly not a favourite. He knows the kids hate it but he’s cooking so he gets to cook what he likes and they need to learn to try new things don’t they?
Well yeeees, I suppose so. But why set the family up for such a fall? I could understand it if he was trying something new perhaps – or something yummy. And why do it when everyone is so tired?
It was like watching a road accident in slow motion.
And yes, everyone’s gone to bed hungry.
Meantime I’m waiting til everyone’s asleep before I hit the sack.