One afternoon this past week my boy came running into my bedroom as I rested having just finished watching play school to proudly announce that when he grew up he was going to be a spaghetti maker. Later in the week he was beside himself with joy, proclaiming as he held his hand to his brow “I just can’t believe my eyes” after his father borrowed a book filled with pasta recipes from the local library. He can be so overwhelmingly adorable at times. Tonight he made his first spaghetti. It was delicious.