It’s not often I get to capture these any more, and I thought we could use some levity this morning.
The setting: Bee and I were talking about food and our days, when all of a sudden her face lit up.
Bee: Oh! Mom! I had time to try something today at lunch and they were really good! The…I forget what they’re called. They’re pasta squares?
Me, thinking of cookies squares: Pasta squares?! Like…lasagna?
Me: Thick like a cookie square, but made of pasta mashed together?
Bee: No… You know, like the…
Me: Oh! Ravioli!
Bee: Yes! Those!
Little. pasta. squares. Oh my good gravy.