Lewis' bedtime usually coincides with our dinner time, and the routine often involves his visit to the dining table to say goodnight, whilst simultaneously eyeing our supper for rich pickings. "Oh that looks nice" or "What does that taste like?" or "You're the best Dad in the whole world" usually translating as YES PLEASE....
He devours food, and has huge range of favoured foodstuffs. If he's pushing it around his plate you know he really doesn't like it, or he's unwell! Since I've not posted an eating shot recently, I thought I'd share the lasagne demolition record with you all....
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