This morning when I awoke, I heard rummaging around in the kitchen, and went to investigate. I discovered Ricki stuffing miniature soy cutlets onto a plate (the equivalent of about 3 full portions). I intervened, confiscating the contraband, and urging her to get dressed, etc., before even CONSIDERING eating.
So a half hour later I enter the kitchen to find her with 4 slices of brad, and a fried egg. Two slices were on the plate with the egg, and the other two she was lathering with chocolate spread. When I queried her about why she had taken such a huge amount of bread, she answered in a tone which made it clear that to her it was obvious: “two slices to eat with the egg, and two slices to have with chocolate”.
I suspect I am fighting a losing battle (but I am not giving up yet….)………..