H is such an Indian khana kid, it worries me sometimes. I wouldn’t want him to be hung up on one kind of food. I’d like him to be flexible. So at the Mall yesterday I thought I’d introduce him to the burger – the Mc happy meal toy was another incentive. The Husband and I had to really push him to finish just half of it. I presumed he wasn’t too hungry. He slept off and then at four he woke me up with his characteristic mega kick, right in my stomach.
He was yelling ‘khana khana’ in his sleep. And so in the middle of the night I got him biscuits and even in his half asleep state he was sure he wanted the ’round round’ ones, Marie, not the fancy cream ones. He had his biscuits, drank water and went off to sleep. Funnily enough N slept peacefully through it all, like she always does.
Note to self 1: It’s going to be idlis and khichdi for H no matter where we go.
Note to self 2: N can sleep happily on an empty stomach, H cannot.