we had bad experiences with sprouts in my house, my dad for some reason was strict with eating sprouts, especially with my oldest brother because the doctor kept having a go at my parents because they said he should be eating more, so my brother would have to sit at the tables for hours sometimes crying until my mum would sneak downstairs and eat them for him, i used to sneak mine to the dog mostly or hide them in mashed potato, my dad always got moody at dinner time, or mornings
"...until lambs become lions"
I love you, little lewis, and i will never leave you. We are the same. You brighten my day, and i will make sure that i brighten yours. Hugs and kisses.