Last night we had shrimp and spaghetti with green beans for dinner. I ate 2 helpings of green beans before I even gave the rest of my dinner any thought (all the green beans were gone by then), and then moved on to my spaghetti (conveniently leaving my shrimp off to the side – I guess 2 and a half is my limit for eating everything on my plate). I asked for a second helping of spaghetti, too, but by that time I was getting full, and Mom was ready to clean up. So I sat and ate my spaghetti for a little bit, before I noticed an empty juice box on the table next to me. Said juice box was missing it’s straw, so there was a perfect, spaghetti sized hole just waiting for me to stick some spaghetti in it. It was a difficult task, but I managed to get quite a few noodles through that hole, before I started to get bored and ask Mommy to stick it in for me… She said no.