Jason and I were having a detailed conversation tonight about the upcoming weekend when I heard a sound an awful lot like spaghetti being thrown on the floor. Sometimes I hate being right. Add a pantry to the list of necessary items in our next house (and a dishwasher whose first name is Maytag or Whirlpool, not Jason or Lindsay).
Perhaps he was trying to feed his bunny?
At least he's learning how to help clean up his messes!



Apparently, Levi's also good at entertaining himself while the two of you are busy having your conversations!
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