My 4.5 yo has developed a rather odd fondness for gourmet food.

Every time we pass the gourmet food section in the supermarket, his eyes light up and he quivers, “Gasp! Soft cheese! Feta! Pate! Crackers! Dip! Hummus! My favourites things in the whole world!”

Well, this morning, I stumbled out of bed, plodded around the kitchen in early morning-blurriness, turned on the kettle for a cup of tea, and mumbled to Callum, “What do you want in your sandwich for kindy today?”

He answered, “Oh! Let’s see! Some butter, two slices of honey ham, feta cheese – make sure it’s all crumbled nicely, and doesn’t have any peppercorns in it – some spinach and carrot please. Uh, and could you grate the carrot please? And don’t forget a bit of salt!”

“Hmm. What’s wrong with bread and vegemite again?”

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