Thursday 2nd June 2011
I made this last Saturday for lunch and as I was pushed for time I decided to make sandwiches. I would rarely make a sandwich for Zephy’s lunch. Not because he doesn’t like them but because at 4.30 every weekday afternoon I greet him after school with, yes you guessed it, a sandwich.
Before football practice today Zephy was browsing through the 200 or so food photos I have taken on my phone, that come from blogging everyday for the last 7 months.
He stopped along the way to remember the different meals before resting on one in particular.
“Do you remember that Daddy?” He asked with a big smile on his face.
“Yeah…” I replied with a bigger smile on my face.
It was the afternoon snack he made for my wife & I a few months ago. It consisted of 3 different plates of fresh fruit with and without squirty cream and another photo of cheese & biscuits.
“I thought about doing roast chicken first, but then thought that that was a stupid idea ‘cos I don’t know how to use the oven. So I made this.” He said proudly admiring his creations.
“That was brilliant what you did…” I said stroking his head. “…anyway you can do the chicken next time.” I suggested.
Dream big, that’s what I say.