Friday, April 11th, 2008...11:31 am
Everything I needed to know I learnt from my toddler
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viz a tiny piece of chorizo that has been cooked in hearty bean soup, eaten, vomited on to a cot sheet and gone through the looooooong cycle on the washing machine is still, identifiably, chorizo. No shit.
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April 11th, 2008 at 10:31 pm
Scary innit?
April 12th, 2008 at 11:38 am
I thought corn kernels were the only foodstuff that had that very minor superpower.
April 12th, 2008 at 7:04 pm
Not in the stomach of a toddler, though. I reckon they are weird.
April 16th, 2008 at 11:07 am
This is the glamourous stuff the parenting books never tell you about.
April 19th, 2008 at 7:09 pm
Well… how about pieces of corn that have been cooked up into corncakes, eaten, processed through a 15 month old colon and shattds… and are entirely recognisable as pieces of corn?
Then there’s sultanas by the dozen, but they aren’t cooked so…
April 21st, 2008 at 9:44 pm
“is still, identifiably, chorizo”
So will he recognize it when it next appears in his lunch box? With a “thinking of you” note from Mum? “Since you liked it before….”
My mum used to do that. Stick provocative little notes into our school lunch boxes (after the servants had prepared them).
My favourite was “Dad and I won’t read your school report unless you make it interesting.”
May 13th, 2008 at 9:08 am
For longevity and almost museum quality preservation you can’t go past waterchestnuts. Fed them to the dogs once, and three weeks later they threw them up, tumeric in colour, firm, globular in shape, untouched by the recent stay in Dog’s Gutz.
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