Bucking

Junior came for dinner tonight.

Usually we go out when we get together, but with it being Easter Monday I thought places would be busy so we should buck the trend by not doing that. 

I rolled up my sleeves instead. Venison steaks, with mashed potato and a beetroot/apple salad. He seemed happy enough, although still deeply suspicious of beetroot. 

I had some snacking bites ready for his arrival in case he was hungry while I finished the cooking. He was. It is great being a dad sometimes.