The kid learned how slurp spaghetti yesterday during lunch. He was struggling to eat it at first, mystified by the long strands that just wouldn’t seem to cooperate. Then, in a moment of pure brilliance and discovery, he sucked in his breath quickly and the piece of spaghetti zoomed into is mouth with a heartening “Sluurrrrrp!” sound.
He grinned triumphantly. And so did I.
Until I had to wipe him down anyways.