Last nights curry, tomorrow nights pasta sauce

I made a boster of a chicken curry for us grown ups last night.
Daisy caught wind of it and demanded to taste it.
4 bowls later she was seriously pleased with herself while also slightly confused at the burning sensation in her mouth.
Cool. A kid that eats curry.

Not cool, a kid that screams until 2.30am because her belly is going "gurgleburblepop"

Cool, Lee's turn to get up this morning and deal with the nappy.

Pasta anyone?