Carter has been near the point of intolerable the past few days. Screaming, crying, being mean, massive temper tantrums, the works (if anyone has any suggestions please share). It's been rough around here. Last night at bedtime it was similar to something out of the Exorcist. We had a house full of people here for Diva's birthday. They all left pretty quickly. It's been as bad or worse than it was a few weeks ago when I shared my trip to my parents house. His brother has gotten the brunt of his anger and taken some beatings the past few days. This morning Carter's temper has been much the same. *Sigh* So this morning the guys were upstairs watching "Meeeekeeey Mooouuusssseeee!" Ahhh....a few minutes of peace. I love that mouse. I hadn't heard a peep. After about 30 minutes Owen started crying and came downstairs. He was limping. My first thought was they tyrant upstairs had clocked him with a truck. He was saying "Feet! Feet! Hurt!" He crawls in my lap and I look. His feet are a little red and there is carpet impressions on them. Then it hits me! His feet went to sleep! Hahahaha...poor guy. After a minute or two he was back to normal and off doing something else. As for Carter. I have given him allergy medicine, ibuprofen and a snack. In the last hour I have gotten a smile AND some dancing. Today might just be a good day.
When I am in the mood for comfort food my mind immediately goes to Spaghetti and Meatballs. It has been my favorite for as long as I can remember. My version of the dish consists of jarred sauce and ground beef or frozen meatballs because I didn't know how to make meatballs. Enter Nana Karen. When I was pregnant with Shrek and Donkey there wasn't much I could do the further along I got. Nana Karen would come over about once a week and make dinner and help me with whatever. She was a God send. It was an enormous help. One of the things she would make was Spaghetti and Meatballs. Wow! She made homemade sauce and from scratch meatballs. Every time I eat this dish I am in heaven. Nana Karen is an old school cook. She doesn't measure anything and makes everything from memory. A few weeks ago she found a pasta maker that her and I have been playing with and making homemade pasta. If you have never had homemade pasta it is divine! She came over today to make some pasta. While s