My baby boy reached a significant milestone yesterday. At fourteen months, he finally realised there are chocolate digestives in this world as well as rich tea biscuits.
And no, it’s not a euphemism.
He gamely batted away the rich tea finger his older sister was waving under his nose and rummaged deep in the tin for the chocolate digestive he knew was in there. She wasn’t impressed.
I think things are about to get tricky.