Have you ever watched a baby eat spaghetti? What a sweet and lovable mess it is! Tonight we had Pop come down and meet us at the lake house for a spaghetti dinner. We 
removed everything Dennis was wearing except his diaper and spread a large trash bag under his high chair. He, like most babies I know, loves spaghetti. He enjoyed eating it so much that he was practically silent during dinner. He got sauce everywhere, even in between his toes. And he was even more delighted when we let him have an Oreo cookie for dessert. He giggled when he saw it and giggled even harder when he tasted it. He split it apart and licked the creme inside and then ate the two cookie halves. He took his time, savoring every last crumb.
removed everything Dennis was wearing except his diaper and spread a large trash bag under his high chair. He, like most babies I know, loves spaghetti. He enjoyed eating it so much that he was practically silent during dinner. He got sauce everywhere, even in between his toes. And he was even more delighted when we let him have an Oreo cookie for dessert. He giggled when he saw it and giggled even harder when he tasted it. He split it apart and licked the creme inside and then ate the two cookie halves. He took his time, savoring every last crumb. It was a pretty good day. I had a migraine this morning so David took Dennis to church without me, and apparently he was a holy terror during most of 
the service. David, who never wants to take Dennis to the nursery because he thinks that negates the purpose of bringing your child to church in the first place, went on a desperate search for the toddler nursery this morning but did not find it. He said he heard most of the sermon from the foyer, where he followed Dennis up the stairs to the balcony, through the balcony, and then down the stairs on the other side. Dennis was his own parade at church today!
the service. David, who never wants to take Dennis to the nursery because he thinks that negates the purpose of bringing your child to church in the first place, went on a desperate search for the toddler nursery this morning but did not find it. He said he heard most of the sermon from the foyer, where he followed Dennis up the stairs to the balcony, through the balcony, and then down the stairs on the other side. Dennis was his own parade at church today!We had a nice peaceful afternoon at the lake with overcast skies and a lovely breeze, very cool weather for August in Alabama. David and Dennis both napped a while and then we cooked supper and enjoyed it. The natural aftermath of eating Oreo cookies is a toothbrush, of course, and I had to rinse Dennis's Oreo-blackened toothbrush a few times and hand it back to him. I brushed his teeth first, and then he took over, walking all through the lake house and brushing vigorously. He loves the toothbrush, fortunately. We had intended to keep him up until 8 pm but around 7:20, he wandered into the bedroom and when I asked him if he was ready to go to bed, he crawled into his Peapod tent and curled up with his Froggy and waited patiently for me to zip him up and turn off the light. We haven't heard a peep from him since. It must take a lot of energy to parade through church and then spread spaghetti sauce from hair to toes...
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