Tag: dadlife

Time for toast

We bought her an Ikea Latt table, to which I’ve added a paper holder and some colourful buckets for her to keep her supplies in/rattle loudly with a wooden spoon.

She likes to take her plate to the table and sit in her seat to chew the marmite from her toast before spitting it back out. She’s wearing her big white knitted ‘fishermans jumper’ because it’s so cold here, although it never seems to bother her.