How beautiful is my pantry? Love it! So much more space than in my old one. I am particularly proud at how neat it is at the moment. But let me draw your attention to the peanut butter in the middle shelf of the pantry. A strange thing happened this morning.
We were in our normal Thursday morning routine. I'd come back from my brisk walk with a friend. We have kept up our 7am commitment to walk together on Thursdays, not only is it good exercise but it's therapeutic as well, as we share what our households have been up to and brainstorm work issues!
Anyway, I digress, everyone was eating breakfast before we headed out the door for work and kinder. That's when Jack asked for toast with peanut butter, but not just peanut butter he wanted jam as well. Not that strange? Well the strange bit is that he wanted them together! You know, like Americans have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! Who taught him that? What does he think he is, American? Weird! All I can put it down to is that he is taking after his Grandpa who used to have bread, jam and cheese together! Yuck!!!
