We rarely ever do pasta for dinner (once I start I juuuust can't stop...) but last night we had spaghetti.
I was somewhat horrified of the idea of letting our near 10-month-old loose with a plate full of slippery, saucy noodles, but it was quite possibly the most delightful thing ever :).
If this is what happens every time we decide on love-handles, I'm totally buying a bigger pair of jeans.
mmmm it was so worth it! such a ham isn't he?