Steve came through the door tonight, glanced at Ava, and thought she had cut her head open. But no, this is just the way her mom lets her eat her food. And if you knew Miss Ava like I do, it’s just a battle I’m not willing to fight with her on. I know there are battles that I choose to win, and I know there will be many more that I will need to win, but this one… well she can paint spaghetti sauce all over her body, tray and the like. The girl likes to feed herself and thats that.
April 6, 2010
On top of spaghetti