We had emergency bacon for dinner tonight. I believe the British refer to it as a fry up, but that doesn’t really convey the right amount of “oh crap it’s 7 what are we eating for dinner what can I cook that my frustrating spawn will eat oh I know bacon!”
And scrambled eggs. And then we were out of bread, so I had to make biscuits. But he ate it without protest, which is what I was going for. I can’t believe how much he eats, he’s only 1.