When we arrived home from school today, DS1 made a beeline for the fridge. All I could see was a little derriere covered in blue Chelsea football shorts sticking out from behind the thick silver door, wiggling back and forth. For all I knew he could have been trying to cool down his sweaty head after his football session.
When he finally emerged from the chiller he was brandishing a ‘courgette’ in an almost menacing way.
‘Is this a ”corvette’? he asked looking quite pleased with himself for having identified a vegetable he hasn’t eaten since it was mushed in the early days of his solids.
‘I wish it were’, I replied, refusing to allow the giggles lurch from my belly to my mouth.
Ahhhhh……if only courgettes could transform into corvettes…….a modern day Cinderella tale…….