A Nintendo game controller, two couches, a coffee table, a television screen and two throw rugs were unwillingly participants in an apparent fun-spreading this afternoon.
The moment I stepped out of the bathroom and towards the stairs, I smelled peanut butter. When my footsteps were audible on the stairs, Thomas yelled, “Tab did it!”
Tabitha apparently got into the pantry and brought out the bulk-size jar of Skippy and plopped it down in the middle of the rug. Beginning at the PB Base, she and Aiden were eating and running around with fistfuls of peanut butter and touching everything they could during their five-minute spree.
Clean-up took much longer than five minutes, and I’m sure there’s some that was missed for a future clean-up, because it still smells of peanut butter.
It could smell and be (and has been before) worse.
One response to “Spread the Fun…”
=oD I had a time where I decided I hated PB. It seemed like the only place it didn’t get was in the kids mouth.
Why is that?