Today Ted has had what my Great Aunty Doff used to call the “can’t want tos”, meaning he hasn’t been able to settle to anything and is just generally fed up. He doesn’t know what he wants to do so he’s pulled out all of his toys and books, scattered them across the floor and then whinged.
Daddy was busy clearing out the garage (there’s some nesting I just can’t do for myself!) so I decided to try something new with the little man.
I got a saucepan, a big bowl and a few small bowls, a jug and some dried pasta and rice, and then we sat on the kitchen floor and made “dinner” for everyone. Mummy and Daddy had pasta and rice, Grandad had pasta and Nanna had hers taken off her because it needed more stirring. I promised not to tell Environmental Health when he scooped up the bits that had fallen on the floor and served them up.
We’ve often played with saucepans and wooden spoons, and sometimes with water or play dough, but I wanted him to try a different texture. We haven’t really done any cooking together yet as he’s got no fear of flames and isn’t especially good with the word no, but maybe our next task will be to cook some rice. Maybe then he’ll even try eating some! I can hope…