Sunday blues always sets in whenever Indar (the helper) has her Sunday off. I have to prepare meals, but the fridge is empty. I want to take a nap, but the kid keeps pestering me. I want to tidy up the house, but the kid mess it up right after I have done a task. Maybe we should bring her out somewhere so time will pass faster, but it is either raining or too crowded everywhere.

Yesterday was another bad Sunday, bad because we almost have improper meals and junk food for the whole family. Poor Yauyau, she had her (yummy) taste of junk food because of my laziness. The fridge had nothing except a couple of eggs, maize and milk. It was raining very heavily, so we decided not to go out for lunch. Since the kid is crazy over maize, she shall have steam egg and corn for lunch. Seems rather unourishing, but I think she enjoyed it more then the usual porridge.

We were at Swenson’s for dinner. I order an omelet kid’s meal for her, the omelets comes with fries and apple juice. She ate the omelets like a good girl until we gave her a fries. She shut her eyes and mouth tight tight, turned and shake her head disapprovingly when I tried to feed her more eggs. She only wanted the fries.

That’s our junk food day. No more junkie food for her in future until she has had her proper meals. Maybe shouldn’t offer her any at all.