Roads made of Pasta?

Hi everyone,

I was helping Mommy make dinner last week and I got a little distracted. One minute I was helping her layer lasagna, the next minute I was lining the lasagna noodles up like a road and running to get my cars and trucks. Mommy stopped me en route and I came to my senses realizing that I shouldn’t drive hot wheels on the noodles that we are going to be eating for dinner. Maybe one of these days Mommy will boil some noodles just for me. A boy can always hope!
Until next time . . .

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