Breakfast and lunch from a seven year old

Today my eldest son served me breakfast and lunch for a surprise. He said he felt bad that I had had one child sick off school and then the other. I had probably been foul tempered as I tried to work at home with the boys periodically at my elbow. Back to the breakfast. (Above are my boys, by the way.)

Muesli, in a basin, with at least half a pint of milk plus a glass of milk and a glass of 'Katy' cider..

Lunch was a boiled egg in his favourite eggcup (he now eats boiled eggs because I draw faces on the eggs) plus a salad. The boiled egg had, as far I could understand, been flashed briefly under the grill (not a particularly watchful mother at that moment) and the salad was a whole unwashed carrot, a spring onion and a leaf from a cos lettuce. This was served with a mug of chardonnay.

Reader, it was perfection.