"Mom, can I have some spaghetti?"

A few months ago, Shane came and asked me to make him some spaghetti. Well, of course I was busy...reading email, paying bills, or maybe on Facebook, who knows? So I told him to wait a few minutes. When I went in the kitchen, here is what I found...

1 -- a mischievous-guilty looking boy holding the canister of spaghetti

2 -- the canister on the floor, surrounded by dry noodles

3 -- a pan of dry noodles on the stove (without any water)

Thank goodness that he doesn't know how to turn on the burner, yet...Or, maybe I should teach him and then I can stay on the computer longer...I'll have to think about that!