The morning I forgot that Reindeer normally eats a fruit pot at breakfast time. I’m putting that down to us being away.
He was offered porridge, rice cake, banana and strawberry – and ate some of each – but wanted something else. For the life of me I couldn’t think what he might like. It was only after he started his nap that I remembered the fruit pot.
What’s amazing isn’t so much that I forgot about it, but that I felt so horrendously guilty about forgetting it. He’s fine, but I just feel like a bad parent. Over a fruit pot. This doesn’t bode well.