Another one of those parental milestones has passed. It's not one I had really thought about but it is none the less momentous for that - a child of mine has tried a food I don't like and won't eat.
First Born has not only dared to try black pudding, but has decided he loves it. I am impressed. Now if only the boy who will happily munch on breakfast foods made from pig's blood could be persuaded to eat a vegetable now and again.