Peanut Butter Privilege

Not sure when or exactly how it happened, but in my family it is a coveted privilege to be the one to “mess up” the peanut butter. Really, I think it may just be Megan and I who crave this moment, but regardless, we fight over it. Mason has caught on to this game, and though he usually has “his” chunky peanut butter, he learned that I will be disappointed to not have anyone challenging me when it comes to the first dip into that perfectly smooth jar.

All that to say, I felt super-sneaky messing up this jar while Mason was in the shower the other day!


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