cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti

An important discovery was made last night. Elijah loves pasta with meat sauce. Here is proof.
Hey Mom, want some?Just like his father and grandfather before him, my son is in love with electronics. A few days ago he learned how to stand up at the T.V. and work the buttons. My mom reportedly was watching Dr. Phil and took a quick trip to the kitchen. When she returned Elijah had scooted over there, flipped until he found cartoons, turned up the volume really loud, and plopped down on his bottom in front of it to watch the program of his choice. Such a guy!
He uses anything and everything to climb. Here he is, caught red-handed trying to steal a diet Ski. (to his chagrin, those cans are sealed with a pesky tab, which proves pretty tough for tiny fingers.)