Wednesday, 3 June 2015

Smallest Unit of Time

The smallest unit of time is the time between the moment I stock up on something bear swears that he loves, adores, cannot live without, please can he have it for every meal and the moment he utterly rejects it, loathes it and cannot stand it.

I have got wise to this, to some extent, and I rarely stock up on things for bear but sometimes I am tempted by an amazing bargain for something bear has steadily enjoyed for months.  Then *bam* it is suddenly treated like an arsenic sandwich with cyanide seasoning.   I need to work on this.

1 comment:

  1. Try telling him he absolutely cannot have it, it's for adults only and he doesn't qualify yet - he he - sneaky, but it may work.