Sadly this kind of purely selfish behaviour now is no longer to be tolerated. My son has seen to that. If I am eating a Chicken salad sandwich then he wants to be eating it too. Similarly it could be any type of food, including ones not designed to be digested by his little tummy, but if I am caught putting hand to mouth then you can be sure he’ll come clambering over with the sole intention of sharing in the delicacy on offer.
And he is getting greedier (if I can be forgiven for using that word on my precious boy!) Saturday for instance we lunched at Taren Point, a farewell for friends leaving, and I did happily oblige in sharing my hot chips with Harrison. The problem arose however when I proceeded to break off a tiny amount for him to chew on. He swatted my hand away and lunged for the other hand, which was still holding the far more sizeable chunk of chip. I fear the split between sharing is no longer 80% – %20 but moving at an ever increasing speed of 50% – 50%!
And it’s not just me who has to hand over half my food. On particular morning teatime at Playgroup, a sweet little girl was happily chewing away on her mushy pear. Sensing something sweet on offer, my son came crawling at high speed from the complete other end of the room and invited himself up on to the unsuspecting mum’s lap, mouth rounded in anticipation like a little sparrow awaiting its first meal! At least he has a healthy attitude towards food, I hear you say. I couldn’t agree more and am very grateful for that. It’s just that no one should get between my vegemite on toast and me. Not even you George Clooney and now, that means you too, Harrison Webeck!