So the other night at dinner, Ky and I were discussing what we should have on the menu for the next week. He suggested spaghetti, I suggested manicotti. Kade said, "Pick something that I can eat. I can't eat noodles." The next thing out of his mouth was, "Can I have some more rice-a-roni, because I love it so much!"
Please don't tell Kade what the "a-roni" part of rice-a-roni is. It would crush him.
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