Every once in awhile something weird happens in our house. It grows quiet for a half an hour and I honestly couldn’t tell you where Vincenzo is in the house. Those are rare sacred moments, and I cherish them, but they always come with a price.
After one such half hour this week, I went downstairs to see that Vincenzo had done this to the basement:
It’s a spider web. And for the past three nights, Vincenzo has prayed, “Dear God, please help Mommy to not take down the spider web in the basement.”
I’m not sure how to get out of this one.
WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Really gross lasagna from last night
Really gross almond cookies from yesterday
(That spider web is messing with my cooking mojo.)