Why do all young mothers complain about how their children don’t seem to be eating enough?
Yesterday, at the Citi Centre Mall, I saw a family of three – a mother, a father and a four or five year old hyper-active and noisy boy. The boy wanted a thick milk-shake with ice-cream. The father got a cappuccino and the mother didn’t have anything. The mother and father pair didn’t have much to say to the other. The son was busy shrieking and trying his super-hero stunts. In the meantime, the mother drank up most of the milk-shake.
There was a time when women needed to eat the left over food of the husband. And now women have to eat the high on calories leftovers junk that their children don’t eat.
