Something was not right with our eldest child this morning.
He was impish and naughty and totally off his trolley.
Just not right.
Out of sorts.
Out of control.
It was about an hour before school and I had just decided to tidy up the pantry in an effort to plan for future meals when I noticed the lid on Grans Chocolate Biscuits was partly open. Hercule Poirot my foot! It didn’t take too much super sleuthing.
Hmmmm. It was more like Daddy Bear. “Who’s been into Grans biscuits?”
Possessed Child was quick to admit he had eaten one.
Perhaps, and quite possibly, some others. And maybe some others, at other times. Like the night before. A decent part of the new packet I had put in the container the night before was ABSENT. Gone.
For a child who we deliberately do not feed gluten, or too much sugar or other regular stuff – mainly because we are in a new millennium and we know better* – this all made total sense. So much so, that his teacher got a little note detailing the minor ‘culinary’ transgression for the morning as a reason for the altered personality she would be teaching for the day.
*We do know better don’t we people?
The world has changed. We need to alter our perception however.
Gran sees . . . a slender, crisp biscuit, covered with smooth milk chocolate. (The Taste Monster has Gran around his little finger. Just an observation…)
Mr Petit Paradis sees . . .Milk Chocolate (42%) (Sugar, Milk Solids, Cocoa Butter, Cocoa Mass, Vegetable Emulsifiers (322 From Soy, 476), Natural Vanilla Flavour), Wheat Flour, Vegetable Fat (Palm) (Antioxidant (307b From Soy)), Sugar, Invert Syrup, Milk Solids, Salt, Vegetable Emulsifier (322 From Soy), Raising Agents (500, 450), Natural Vanilla Flavour.
Milk Chocolate Contains 28% Cocoa Solids And 20% Milk Solids.
And a little boy who didn’t know what was going on in his world and was completely mortified that his teacher needed to know why he was not his usual self.