Noah is confused by food shopping.

Having Noah, we spend a hell of a lot of time feeding him and less and less time feeding ourselves. We either get too tired or too wrapped up in entertaining His Royal Highness. Also, being the Christmas season , we have been spoilt by people cooking food for us. Lazy.

When we did get round to feeding ourselves today it soon became apparent that the cupboards were bare. We considered polishing the last of the anchovies off with a couple of Weetabix (or rather "Wheat Bisks" (thank you, Lidl)) but eventually decided we would go and do a big shop instead. Noah loved it.

Half way round, Noah's big blue eyes lit up and said "Daddy! What the flip are those dummies?!"

As you can see, the disappointment on his face brought a tear to all our eyes.