Yes, of course, it’s peanut butter and jelly. I try to make the meal a little more healthy by adding in baby carrots, raisins/grapes, and yogurt.
While Micah got out plates, Mara carried the jars of peanut butter and jelly to the table for me. “I want peanut butter and jelly to get married, and this is their marriage-ment today!” she declared.
“Look!” Mara exclaimed, holding the jars together. “They’re kissing! ”
Once the sandwiches were made, I cut them in quarters. Micah kept taking bites of his sandwich and then holding up whatever was left, announcing the new-found shapes: “WOOOK! [look] Tree!. . . Heart! Mmmm, heart!” he said warmly.
Mara jumped in, “No, Micah, that’s a triangle.”
Micah shook his head. “No. Heart.” Then another bite. “WOOOK! ‘Nother Tree!”
“Micah, you make me laugh!” I said, giving him a hug.
With feigned bashfulness, he tilts his head to the side, smiles & pushes me away gently, saying, “Mommeeee. . . stop!”