I think that I was Italian in a previous life because I just love spaghetti; puckering up my lips and sucking the noodles in is my new favorite thing. It is really messy too and I love to make messes. When I throw food off the side of my highchair it makes my mommy act really silly. She gets a mean face and starts to act all crazy. I mean really, who cares if spaghetti and meatballs are all over the floor? Doesn't she know that I'll have it for a snack later?
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