Some of you may need to brace yourself for the whole of this post. Others may need to avert your eyes as it's going to get quite messy from here on out.
It's summer right? It's supposed to be fun? There's the list we started and all.
The list is responsible for this next little piece. I believe I could blame the list, only I did help make the list, so I'm sure that reasoning won't hold much water if you know what I mean.
It began in a simple way. The big daddy received a pasta maker for his birthday in June. He's been experimenting on us. Filling us with all types of different shaped delicious pasta. Thank goodness it's healthy right?
Our adventure started out like this.
Very civilized. Plates and everything. A lovely salad filled with all things farmer's market. All of us seated outside. The children kept bee-lining for the silverware drawer because "someone" had forgotten the silverware. The oldest was tipped off to our evil plan when we asked everyone to throw on a swim suit before dinner. Because lets face it who wants to try and get this mess about to happen out of clothing? I don't!
Suits doned we began. Giggles happened as the big daddy served plates of homemade pasta and meatballs with his hands. They looked around at me with questioning looks like "um, mommy did you see what daddy just did". I stifled a giggle. Four inquiring eyes widened as he did it again. They hadn't imagined it.
The children stared at both of us with their plates in front of them. "Enjoy!" we said in stereo.
It took them a little while to really dig in. They kept tentatively scooping pasta up looking in our direction like we must be joking. Secret smiles exchanged across the table to one another.
Our goal for the meal other than "no utensils, just for fun, the messiest meal we could think of" was to have no "no's" at the table. No "no's". This was a challenge for me it seems. It was on the tip of my tongue a few more times than I would like to admit. But, I did it. You know what? They soaked it up.
Then, when they realized we were in fact serious about this whole thing well...
...then they really got going. Yes, this will scare many of you I'm sure. It may have scared me when posting these pictures if I hadn't heard the echo of their laughter that night. Amazing.
How simple. How fun. What a mess. But, in the end...we will always remember that night.
The suits? Well, that was for the wash up afterwards. Thank goodness it was a warm day. Seriously, when they had finished with rubbing sauce on themselves, their hair, and one another it REQUIRED a large sponge, a bowl of soapy water and the hose!
More giggles and wild screams. More "did you see when I wrapped that pasta around my head?" Or "did you see his legs with the sauce rubbed all over them?"
Good stuff I tell you.
Now, in no way am I saying you should do this. It's not for the faint of heart. It did require some serious hose spraying of the porch, and a few of the suits might very well be stained forever.
But, I haven't laughed that hard for awhile. They can't stop talking about it. In the end, the mess is cleaned up and we all have the memory to tuck into our Summer Fun 2012 and that's pretty worth it in my book.