(Background information: Ethan likes to greet
us occasionally in the morning by laying on top of us and we call this being
covered in Ethan sauce). Katie and I
were laying down on the couch together and she says, “Ethan! Come here!
We need some Ethan sauce! Mommy,
you are the big spaghetti and I am the little spaghetti and Ethan is the sauce!” I say, “Then what is Daddy?” Pause. “He’s the meatball!”
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