Babysitting

After long explanations about how after eating something the night before, nephew doesn't want to eat it again the next night, we have agreed to corn on the cob and leftover roast pumpkin for dinner.

*does victory dance*

(I only won because there is actually nothing else in the house and nephew is convinced I can't operate the oven or deep fryer)
(he may have some past history to basis this conviction on)
(i get easily distracted)

Edit:  well darn.  Reportedly his eldest sister started winding him up and threatened to put her ritz chip coated fingers into his food and then pointed close enough to have done so (and she properly did despite protestations otherwise) so there was no pumpkin eaten - sigh.  It was close though, ey?