Making
spagetti
is
quick
and
easy,
unless
you
are
an
inventif
chef-type like my partner. That's how he has his best fun now that he is an octogenarian.
This means that he may be a little negligent sometimes about tidying up afterwards and putting an elastic band around the half-emptied pasta package.
Today, I decided to make macaroni and cheese like I used to, pulled a package of veggie spirals off his pasta shelf, and left the room.
Behind my back, I heard plop, plop, plopping noises, looked around, and watched a previously opened package of spagetti spilling methodically and casually onto the rug.
I called my 3-year old grandson to come look at this, and we laughed as the thin spagetti slipped out of its package and emptied completely.
This little guy insisted that he and Lion pick them all up and put them into the wooden bowl.
He would not come to lunch until he finished so, finally, I helped out, too.
When he gets to marrying age, the girls will be lined up.
If he is wise, he will auction himself off to the highest bidder.
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