Laura is Grubmaster for the upcoming scout campout, so she made the shopping list for me. When she told me the girls were making spaghetti for dinner, I said, “Do you need me to make sauce?” She responded with, “No. I told them that I had a recipe and that I could make it, but they said we were having sauce from a jar. It’s crappy jarred sauce, Mom.” My work here is done. I have officially ruined jarred spaghetti sauce for her. Now, maybe it is time to teach her how to make something other than my spaghetti sauce…
