But then I came across the photo above, that I took one rainy day last Autumn when Boy #2 and I were making gingerbread. I particularly like the way you can see his finger-marks in the mixture and how next to his body you can see the drops over-hanging where he's scraped his hand over the edge of the bowl. Food-appreciation in it's purest form...
I reckon this shot ticks at least 7 of the following boxes;
- Greed - well, that one's obvious
- Gluttony - see above (I know you're supposed to distinguish between these two but for the purposes of this post I'm not going to bother. Is that a double hit for Sloth, I wonder?)
- Sloth - from me, for leaving the unwashed bowl within reach on the side in the kitchen
- Pride - that Boy #2 liked it enough to do this
- Envy - because I so wanted to be licking out the bowl myself
- Wrath - no, I was laughing too hard ...
- Lust - well, it was only gingerbread mixture. It wasn't as if it was chocolate, or anything...
And, just in case you're a Brit of a certain age and are now asking yourself 'What was that music, again?' here it is... (You could even play it whilst you're perusing The Gallery over at Tara's, if you like).
