This evening we had Mac and cheese for dinner. It was the first time Troy got to try it, and he loved it (maybe there is a little bit of a Texan in him after all).
For some reason Troy is at a stage where a lot of things are scary. Lately it has been the dark, and even before we get to the bedroom he starts telling me that I can not turn off the light. I am not sure if he is really scared of the dark, or if he likes to be able to control that the light stays on. I suspect the latter from my little sneak.