Remembering the first time i realised you had my sense of humour.... you around 18 months wouldn’t eat your lunch and mother was getting stressed. I sent her into front room with a coffee and told her i’d deal with you. I told you to be a good boy and eat your lunch and i’d come back and give you pudding.... big mistake. When i came back you had the bowl on your head and the lunch dripping down your face 🤣
