Ravioli Night

There are few certainties in life, the trip home is always faster than the trip there, the milk will always be soured on the mornings that you REALLY need a coffee, a babies cannot eat an orange meal without taking the time to smush it into their cheeks and feel the texture of the tomato sauce on their skin.

Ravioli Night in our household is always followed by baths, baths that involved copious amounts of soap and scrubbing to remove every last bit of food debris.

At least he’s cute, right?