Actually you need to go to Belgium for chocolate.

Yalahii.

Belgium is the place, I've researched this extensively, though truly it is a matter of taste.  Lily would not agree, she found a box of Belgian chocolates and tried every single one; in her mouth, spat on her front or the floor/sofa.  I returned to total carnage, and a little voice saying "don't like them".

This blog is getting a bit full.

Stuart wrote:

...a little voice saying "don't like them".

Isn't that a minor heresy?

~affronted~ Its name is Shedri-La, thank you.  ;)

Miiru wrote:

Isn't that a minor heresy?

She is a minor at 3, which would explain the dislike of the liqueur centres, but the irresistable urge to try the next one because it's chocolate.  Other than wasting a pound box of chocs brought back from Belgium specifically for us, the mess she was in was quite funny, and it only took an hour to clean the floor and sofa.

*creak*

I did eat quite a lot of them, she'd only bitten them and I'm quite used to eating pre-masticated food from my daughter.

After I'd eaten them?

And yet, you'd keep trying them, spitting them up on the couch and floor. Stuart would come in, and you'd say "I don't like 'em."

*sneaks in a sheep at the end of the line*

Em wrote:

*sneaks in a sheep at the end of the line*

Excellent!

*starts gathering rosemary and firewood*

-X

Does that mean yer feeling sheepish now Stuart?

Ren wrote:

Does that mean yer feeling sheepish now Stuart?

Distinctly woolly!