Henry Ate My Lunch

Last night I made stir fry, always a favourite with the kids. As Rae was out there was a good serve left over for my lunch today. Well, until Henry struck. We’d all finished and I was siting down relaxing when Mr H walked in and asked if he could have some more.

Sure, why not, there was heaps left and he wouldn’t eat that much.

How wrong I was.

The skinniest boy alive wolfed down a second adult sized serve, and followed that up with sweets. I honestly have no idea where he puts it and now I’m stuck with a toasted sandwich for lunch again. I dread to think what our food bill will be when they all hit their teens.



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