Went to a local farmer's market this morning. It's lovely and we bought lots of nice bread and meat and stuff. Steven tried all the samples that were put out and we said if he liked something a lot we'd buy it for him.
a smoked mackarel.
He was insistent. Went up to the lady on the stall and told her he wanted one. Chose the biggest one she had. Then carried it proudly all the way back to the car. Wouldn't let me hold it for him. It was his and his alone.
He's eaten half of it for lunch..
Strange child. :D