Since I'm trying to work at home now I thought I would do something out of the ordinary and actually cook a REAl meal. So I figured spaghetti was a good choice. I simmered the sauce all day and was so proud of myself.

When it was ready my son said "I don't like that." Oh no, he wanted bacon.

 "Well, Xan , you can't eat bacon and nothing else."

"Okay, I want poop beans."

 "Huh?"

"The beans that made my stinky all green." By now he's looking at me like I'm insane. "You know, I ate the whole can and it was all green and nasty."

"Aw, you want bacon and green beans."

"That's what I said. Poop Beans!"

Is it any wonder I've eaten an entire bag of these today  and getting ready to open the second bag!