This post is about kid's food and kid's faces again, coz really, I stay at home ALL the time. Even if we go out, it's either to the mil's or to my mum's.
Anyway, my Sunday begins with preparing food for the kids. For a change, I didn't cook porridge that day. I made pancakes with strawberry jam, scrambled eggs, cut up some oranges and made a cup of Nestum for Kz.
As for G, I let him hold some pancakes and he loves it.
P/S: Can you see the scar on his forehead? Yep, the stitches are healing, but there's still a scar. Sigh.
Oh, you didn't know what happen to him? Here.
The picky eater slowly enjoying his breakfast, but I don't think he could finish all. Well at least he ate SOME of it.
After he left the dining table, this was what left. Better than no eat at all, yes?
What? No more? But the title is "Our Sunday". So what happens after breakfast? The same old thing - they watched TV, then nap, then lunch, then play, then nap again and ta-daaa, night time already, everybody sleep.
That's my life.