Boats
Who would have thought that a mother could make herself indispensible simply through the way an apple is prepared for a snack. Well I didn’t plan for it anyway! I arrived home from being out shopping the other day, to be confronted with a total meltdown over the way an apple had been cut.
Jack is very particular about the way he eats his food - apples included. He won’t eat an apple in it’s ‘as is’ state, it must be cut for him, and I have just discovered that even the cut must be precise.
This day I was out shopping Jack had decided it was apple time and that ‘Dad would have to cut it’. Steve (trying his hardest to keep things calm and ordered), picked up the apple and sliced and chopped until it resembled small bite size pieces - perfect in his eyes for a finger food snack. Perfect in Jack’s eyes?….. Well, maybe not.
When we were able to return the household to a sense of calm, and we were finally able to make sense of the issue it came down to one thing. “Mum makes boats”, Jack said. Yes, my precisely cut slithers of apple that I prepare day in and day out without thinking, apparently take on the form of boats. And in Jack’s eyes, are the only acceptable form of an apple!
September 19th, 2007 at 10:52 am
But of course!!!!