One of the joys about having a baby, is when the baby reaches the milestone of table food. Well, it's a joy to watch, and a pain in the rear to clean up. But oh well, if I didn't have anything to clean I would get out my aggression. Momma needs to scrub hard and beat the chicken or she'll kill her husband. We all know that.
The cleanup I'm talking mostly about is the Spaghetti kind. Nora got her first taste of spaghetti and feeding it to herself. It was so cute. And the bathtub had noodles in it for a weeks. KIDDING, I fished those suckers out and tossed them in trash, I'm not a slob.
So here she is, in all her spaghetti glory.
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