Thursday, August 11, 2005 10:50 AM Host: dialup-18.104.22.168.Dial1.StLouis1.Level3.net
My parents were watching Alexis one evening when she was less that a year old. They had cooked a very large bowl of spaghetti noodles. Alexis was enjoying learning to feed herself. She had eaten well but seemed to think the noodles felt great. She decorated the table and herself. When she had had enough of that she crawled into the bowl of pasta and continued playing. The thought of that dinner still makes me smile.