As I’ve mentioned before, my little Pwd will only eat garlic bread and toast. He loves the toast in B&Q’s cafe (I promise I’m not on commission) so we took him for some this lunchtime – we had a few things to get anyway.
When the toast arrived Pwd got very excited and started kicking his legs. He reached for his lunch and said, “Torst!”
He said, in his own cute way, “Toast.” He said “Torst” three more times: once when I was buttering it, once when I was handing him a piece and then when I held the second piece up.
I am unbelievably chuffed and very proud of my clever, clever Pwdin bach.