"Daddy, this peanut butter tastes different. It is not a good peanut butter."
-Cole dogging me out for buying the store brand peanut butter instead of Kraft.
"blagh"
-Cora spitting the peanut butter out of her mouth.
If only they knew how nice American peanut butter tastes in comparison to the good stuff here.
The kids start almost every day asking for a spoon full of peanut butter. It is one of those things that has sort of evolved into a ritual. It began with me letting Cole dip his finger in the jar as I was making toast and has now become a vital part of breakfast.
Mary and I were thinking back to this photo, taken when Cole was 1 1/2 years old.
Lesson learned: we will keep our cost saving gestures to generic cans of tuna, and shopping at the markets for vegetables. We will not skimp on condiments. Global economic crisis or not.Oh Jif Creamy, how we miss you.
2 comments:
as if i needed another reason to adore your children!! i enthusiastically applaud cole and cora for developing (and expressing) discerning palates. we all deserve to have our standards.
on a related note: i've heard that eating a spoonful of peanut butter makes dogs' coats super shiny and soft. does this also apply to children?
just in case you didn't know, pb is great at getting chewing gum out of hair. and the size of the jif jar looks as if it might be from costco? (looks like ours) we love our jif creamy too, didn't realize we should be treasuring it! not sure if you have gone back far on my blog...but there is a post of lilly when she decided to treat pb as lotion. pretty messy and funny blog if you can find it!
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