Spaghetti

In a moment of temporary insanity, I let Julie and Rebecca order spaghetti when we went out for dinner at a new place.  When we're at home, we don't usually have spaghetti (though they do have it at school) - we have some sort of noodle that goes on a fork easier.  And I may or may not make my kids eat naked on spaghetti night at home.

I was shocked at how well they did.  Perhaps because they ate like this:

Their faces were a mess but the clothes remained unstained!  (Emma chose mac and cheese.)

Love this one.