Master Mum!

I have been off school with a bad case of tonsilitis.  I can't talk, can't swallow, can't move my head, can't eat and consequently, I won't cook.  So that leaves the kids to fend for themselves, I can't even give instructions to Rocci as he doesn't quite understand my basic sign language, so I write things down for Robbie so he can translate for me.  Rocci thinks he's old enough to do everything, so when he said he would chop up the vegies, I just let him go.  Note the bandaid!  What's a caserole without a little blood in it!  The casserole didn't work out too nice, it had an overpowering taste of carrots and beans - apparently.  As this is all I was going to allow him to chop.  Perhaps next time I should introduce him to other vegies.