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    The Boy Who Only Ate Plain Noodles

    My son loves noodles. Just plain spaghetti noodles with a little butter or olive oil. He doesn’t like to spoil it with any sauce. I keep trying to encourage him to try them differently- marinara, cream sauce, maybe some meatballs… but no, just noodles. It makes me think of a photo of me as a little girl, where I’m eating spaghetti and it’s smeared everywhere. I expected this to be some sort of normal baby ritual- the marinara sauce spaghetti mess. But my son won’t get near a sauce, so when he’s done he just looks like he’s oiled up…

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    Do You Really Want to Know What I’m Thinking About?

    My husband is one of those people that always asks, “What are you thinking about?” It’s possible I may project a look that I am deep in thought, because there’s always this low level of constant brain chatter happening inside my head. Sometimes it’s just anxiety and I’m mulling over some insignificant detail. Sometimes it’s something important. But more often than not, it’s some random thought that popped into my head that’s just weird. So, when he breaks that chain of thought with the question, “What are you thinking about?” I often just blurt out exactly what’s in my head.…

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    I Like Having Magic Kisses

    I will admit right now that this is a myth I have totally perpetuated and encouraged to grow: Mom has magic kisses. There’s something extremely satisfying with kissing a boo-boo and having it magically make your baby feel better. Dad might tell him to shake it off, but mom makes it all better with a little kiss. I’m keeping this one going as long as possible. Who’s with me?