The snortlepig has adopted a new custom. You know how one blows a kiss? Well, she bites her hand instead of kissing it and then wipes it on my face. It is at once immensely threatening and self-defeating, like cutting off your own hand with a sneer and throwing it at the messenger of your enemy.
Also, I utilised the bok choi. That isn’t Navy Seal code. Cauliflower dish. It was passable.
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Mmm, I love bok choy. I usually just roughly chop it and lightly saute it in a little peanut or safflower oil, some garlic, salt, pepper, then try to save enough to share. My kids all love greens cooked in this manner, but I started when they were young, so Little Snortlepig has a fighting chance for growing up enjoying greens.
As for the biting, yeah, that happens. And it passes. Better her hand than your boob, am I right?