Breakfast of (little) Champions.

Friday was a tough day that included  fasting, anesthesia, and a procedure. Our little man wanted to eat all morning but wasn't allowed, then his tummy didn't really want him to eat in the afternoon. This was especially frustrating for Landon because Mema and Uncle Sean were up to visit, and brought up his favorite home-cooked food from the NY family...spaghetti and meatballs.

Then he woke up this morning.

L - "I'm hungry. I can't wait for more of Mema's meatballs".

Me - "I'll ask her to make more for you so you can eat them up in a day or two. Would you like eggs and bacon for breakfast?"

L - "No. I can't wait for those meatballs."

Me - "Spaghetti and meatballs aren't breakfast food silly! You want some for breakfast? "

L - "<shakes head happily in approval>"

He hasn't stopped eating since and has resorted to food service spaghetti and meatballs once we ran out (sacrilege!). So get on it, Mema! We need some homemade Italian meatballs up in here, we are fresh out! 🍝🍝🍝 Please and thank you, of course. 

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