“…I’m hungry”
“Son, you’ve been moaning that you’re hungry ages before tea, then barely touched your tea saying you’re full, and now you’re hungry again 20 minutes later. You can finish the tea that’s still on the table.”
“No. Daaad? I’m hungry”
“…I’m hungry”
“Son, you’ve been moaning that you’re hungry ages before tea, then barely touched your tea saying you’re full, and now you’re hungry again 20 minutes later. You can finish the tea that’s still on the table.”
“No. Daaad? I’m hungry”
Too real. We’ve had a stomach bug tearing through our house and half a hour after chundering all over my floor I’m getting “dad, I’m hungry, what can I have to eat?”
Forgive me, child, for not immediately refilling your super soaker of a stomach.