Mainly Arnaud

Cécile’s in the jungle this week, so we decided on Sunday to go for a nice lunch in one of our favourite restaurants here for a power building steak. Arnaud’s teeth aren’t quite up to steak yet though so we ordered him an innocuous looking camote soup (sweet potato). The food arrived, all tasted lovely, especially Arnaud’s dish which had a hint of something we couldn’t quite work out. Arnaud loved it. He hadn’t had his usual huge portion of porridge for breakfast and was obviously still hungry. About half way through, I had another taste and worked out the spice - curry. Not a tricky flavour to distinguish, but it was very subtle. Surely subtle enough for Arnaud’s strong Peruvian stomach to handle!.. or so we thought!

A few hours later enjoying a Guinness in the Irish pub, all were merry, until the inevitable happened. Arnaud’s first curry poo! It hurt a lot, he cried a lot, and his poor little red bum is only just recovering now. Sorry Arnaud! We didn’t know. It didn’t tell us in the baby manual not to give babies curry! We’ll know better next time though - and warning to all those out there who didn’t know.

ps The photo isn’t the actual soup.