that question is the bane of my life. when i first got married and started cooking on a regular basis i promised myself that dessert would be an optional extra. never would i feel obliged to produce a nutritionally unneccessary course all the time. it worked well for a while but then, in a fit of creativity, i made dessert about three nights running. more fool, me because for ever after that it doesn't matter what kind of a day i have had, how busy i am, how tired, how uninspired or how late it is, the question will eventually be asked (add whine for effect) "mum, whats for sweets?"
it is enough to do my head in.
sometimes i just tell them to get a hot chocolate or a biscuit or an ice cream but this week we have none of those things. we dont seem to have anything at all, for some reason , but still the question comes and i have no answer.
it reminds me of the time i put the bins out three weeks running and on the fourth week i was asked why i hadn't done it this week.
never be consistent about something you would rather not become a habit, i tell ya!
ps. thank you all for your best wishes, prayers and crossed fingers for my foot. there is no infection so i'm probably just taking a while to get over a pretty big infection. phew!