I'm a boy, not a vegetarian!

For an 8 year old, Conor certainly has a way with words - and really, always has, ever since he started talking.

Last weekend I was making soup for dinner. Although I used a chicken stock base, it was vegetable soup. When Conor asked me what was for dinner and I said "soup" his words were "for crying out loud mum give me something more filling. I'm a boy not a vegetarian!"

I had to ring Anthony to tell him that his son had spoken words close to Anthony's heart - having grown up in the country a meal isn't a meal to him if it doesn't contain meat.

I guess growing boys need something more substantial in their tummies, especially sports mad ones like mine!